Thursday, April 13, 2006

2375 Marriages in the news today

These days with gay marriages and heterosexual serial marriages and over-blended families, it seems a bit hypercritical and hypocritical to condemn wayward Mormons for polygamy (USAToday). Fifty wives may seem strange to us now, but 40 or 50 years ago--or even 10--you would have had difficulty convincing the general public that you weren’t smoking something if you’d suggested we’d be considered homophobic if we objected to gay marriage or adoption. Or that we’d be watching on national TV (Dr. Phil) a counselor advising two lesbians about their child rearing practices when one was pregnant by the other’s husband.

And then there's the advice letter in the WSJ that begins: “We are a dual-earner couple with a blended family of three children from previous marriages. All attend an after-school program.”

In this case, the husband is siding with his ex-wife who doesn’t want the children left at home alone, as his current wife prefers since one of HER children doesn’t like the program.

Don’t you believe it that things will improve for a step-family. Stats show you need to wait until your children are grown and out of the house to remarry. After you have children, it's not about you anymore. Don't get mad at me; I'm just the bearer of bad news.

2374 Another tradition disappears

For Monday Memories I wrote about coloring Easter eggs as a tradition we personally no longer observe because we have no grandchildren with whom to share it--but we at least have a good reason. The snap shot in today’s USAToday of “Kids favorite Easter traditions” says that the favorites are

    46% receiving an Easter basket
    39% going on a Easter egg hunt
    8% getting dressed up
    6% Easter brunch
    1% going to see the Easter bunny

No one mentioned coloring eggs, or visiting with relatives or attending a sunrise church service, or any church service for that matter. Maybe the poll taker didn't mention those possibilities? Hope that was the reason.

Word games

Jerry Freewalt wants us to stop calling illegals--well, illegals. He says the word implies lawless rebels breaking up our nation. Yes, exactly. You've nailed it. I suggest we keep calling illegals what they are and use the word immigrants for those who have come legally. Freewalt is a reader of the Columbus Dispatch, and I think I know a member of which party.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

2372 Did "they" shut her up?

The Annoyed Librarian had some good stuff going, but seems to have been found out. Seemed to get a bit snarky about folks who tried to protect children in public libraries. She hasn't posted for awhile. Maybe she got married? Or got a few more cats?

There once was a frightful contrarian
Whose bottom was too big for marryin'
So she gave up on that
And bought fourteen cats
And became the Annoyed Librarian.

2371 Decade of nightmares or his years of lost dreams?

Philip Jenkins' Decade of Nightmares which redefines the 1960s to be 1964-1973 (death of JFK to resignation of Nixon) and the 1980s as the Carter-Reagan presidencies is an interesting study on how everything is the fault (or credit) of the conservatives, even the successes in the pop culture, politics and media that only look liberal. Whoever called this author a Christian neo-con must have been looking at a few books back, or else he's had a huge conversion going the other direction on the Road to Damascus. Chapter 6 is the wildest paen of praise to Jimmy Carter that I've ever read. It's so full of shoulda, coulda, woulda and crediting him with establishing the ground work for everything good that Reagan accomplished, that I had to pinch myself to make sure I'd lived through those years and had voted for Jimmy Carter twice and President Reagan never.

To take Jenkins point of view seriously, all the liberals should be ashamed that they haven't made a bit of progress since 1973--all these inroads women have made in sports or establishing abortion clinics, or blacks in business and academe, or gays in marriage and shifting huge federal investments to AIDS--pffft--give the conservatives all the credit (sarcasm alert here, for those of you who only read every third line). Reducing welfare and crime during Clinton's years? Gun control? Environmental red tape? Running religion out out of the schools? All because of conservatives and their crazy paranoia forcing their hand. If I were to accept Jenkins' thesis, I'd have to believe that nothing good came out of those years of Democratic control of our government because it was all just reactionary bungling caused by the Republicans who undid all those wonderful plans laid in the wonderful 1960s (which was really 1964-1973).

I pay a lot of attention to words. In context and out of context. Here's some phrases Jenkins uses for the right: archaic ideas, conspiracy interpretations, messy, disaster, growing mythology, diabolical claims, darkening vision, desperate measures, targeted regimes, allowed them to boast, powerful motives, distortion. And now the left: strong fight, social reform, a shift gone wrong, unjust power relations, the goal, curious, oddity, sexual frankness, social mainstream, overconfidence, political victories, engines of social change.

Pop culture buffs are going to think he doesn't give enough space or credit to films, TV, books, etc., but it was way more than enough for me. I'd seen a few of the films he mentions like Rocky and The way we were, but really, your mileage will vary depending on how much you let Hollywood influence you. I am a bit surprised that his book has had so little attention. Possibly he's not strident enough or too scholarly (it's well written and referenced) for today's political climate? Maybe no one cares?







Tuesday, April 11, 2006

2370 Gas Prices in Ohio

If I've heard one report today on gas prices, I've heard five. But I was also printing out my blog--I'm a bit behind, so I was doing October. Lookee here. October 14, 2005. The reasons we filled up that night in Oregon, was that prices had dropped considerably, and we thought we'd better grab it before they went back up. Right now it's about $2.65 here in Columbus.

"We filled up Wednesday evening in Oregon, Il at $2.79/gal and by the time we got to Columbus, it was $2.59. Also we got 27 mpg in my mini-van due to the better roads we have now. One of the Chicago radio stations was telling us to get better gas mileage by reducing our speed to 55 mph, but the limit for cars in Illinois and Indiana interstates is 70 (65 in Ohio), and I really doubt that we'd do better than 27. I don't know what you're driving, but I'm pretty sure a 1965 sedan got about 10-12 mpg."

2369 Photos of illegals demonstrating for rights they don't have and don't deserve

Bridges to nowhere. Gender politics. Pork Barrel Polkas. Deranged fringe elements of both parties. Killing the unborn legally with impunity. Really, I thought I'd seen every disaster our Congress could move out of committee, but this immigration thing takes the cake, doesn't it? And it's not immigration. That's what you do when it is legal.

Today I asked the Pakistani clerk at the grocery store and the Ghanian clerk at the department store, both of whom are here legally, have become citizens, and have relatives back home waiting on quotas, what they thought of this. "United States of Mexico" said the one; the other just rolled her eyes.

I am first and most mad at our do nothing Congress who can think no further than the next election. And then the President. What idiots. How can we fight insurgents in Iraq when we can't even keep out 11,000,000 "labor insurgents" in our own country? What must our brave service men and women be thinking? Particularly those who have shortened their residency requirements to become citizens by joining up to defend and protect us. Now they're being asked to defend a group large enough to be a 51st state who are illegal aliens?

Secondly, I'm angry at the American businesses who would employ these people because they are cheap and will work without benefits. It's like prostitution. It doesn't exist if only one group participates.

Third, I'm angry at the socialist/communist/progressive coalition who is gleefully rubbing their hands together, organizing "spontaneous" demonstrations and illegally registering these people to vote so they can tie up our next election in law suits. I heard them recruiting on a local call in radio show Saturday. The guy was so excited I thought he'd wet himself.

Fourth, I'm disappointed that the Democrats don't even see that #3 is stealing their party right out from under them.

Fifth, I'm furious at the Republicans because in a tight situation when leadership is called for they can only dither, wring their hands, wimp out, wet a finger and see if the wind is blowing their way.

Sixth, the border states' governments can't be absolved of responsibility. These millions of illegals didn't show up last year, or even the last decade. On a local radio show I heard a man who formerly worked in Arizona say illegals were given one-way bus tickets to northern states, which might explain why all our Ohio construction firms, landscape crews and restaurant kitchens speak only Spanish. So why a ticket north? It's too expensive (involving the INS, housing them, retaining them, food and medical care, to keep them in the border states until they can be returned to Mexico).

Seventh, our schools aren't doing such a hot job if these people don't know their history or ours and think our border states were once are part of Mexico. (Spain maybe, but never just a blip in time, Mexico.)

Eighth, I think it stinks that there are a lot of Americans who want a permanent underclass of maids to clean toilets and Pedros to pick tomatoes so they can vote Democratic in hopes of getting perks.

Ninth, the Mexican government and Mexico's wealthy, light-skinned, European power class can be blamed for not wanting to create wealth for their own darker skinned, mixed race poor. This mess could be resolved on the other side of the border through a few political improvements (maybe we could send them a Kennedy/Pelosi dog and pony show?)

Tenth, schools and businesses that have given their students and employees a pass to participate should be ashamed and don't deserve their position of responsibilty. The school administrators should be put on leave or fired; the businesses should be boycotted. They are stealing the American dream right out from under the very people they think they are helping.




Monday, April 10, 2006



Monday Memories

Did I ever tell you about our Easter egg tradition?
It's dead. This year I bought phony Easter eggs. Well, as phony as imitation colored eggs delivered by a rabbit could be. Turquoise, white, brown, pink and all plastic. I've arranged them in a little painted wooden wheelbarrow made by someone in China who was probably wondering what strange American custom required such a small garden implement. I didn't notice until I took them out of the package--a cute little fake wooden crate with make believe straw--that they had plastic strings so I could hang them on a bush or tree. Bunnies and eggs are pagan symbols that the Christian church absorbed years ago from some Germanic tribes who wanted to keep their own traditions of the Spring equinox. Easter bushes and trees, however, I'm sure were the invention of an American entrepreneur. But the little bunnies and eggs are sort of cute and a sure sign of Spring even if they have no spiritual meaning.



These days I have no one for whom to make an Easter basket. And even when my son's step-daughter was a part of our family, I can't remember if she ever colored eggs at our house. We probably just put candy and presents in a basket. Counting us, the poor little girl had eleven grandparents, so we really weren't needed for her holiday traditions, but she made ours more fun.

When my husband and I were children we always colored eggs for Easter on Saturday. In the kitchen. With lots of newspapers on the table. The dye came in little tablets sealed in cellophane in a cardboard package that cost about 39 cents. The package included cut-outs for ears and collars, little transfers for faces or scenes to put on a colored egg, and a wax white crayon for designing our own scheme. Our mothers would boil the eggs gently so there wouldn't be cracks. Then they poured hot water in a coffee cup with some vinegar and dropped in the tablets and gave us teaspoons so we could ease the hard cooked egg into the cup while stirring gently. At least that was the plan. We were soon moving the eggs from cup to cup, maybe getting a lovely purple going from blue to red, or violet going red to blue, or ending up with a hopeless dull gray from too many trips to and dips in a different cup. There was also a small wire loop to dip the egg half in one color and half in another. We'd apply the little transfers when the egg was dry so we'd have bunnies, or chickens with eyes, noses, or beaks. Then we'd add hats or collars.

At my home, we never got candy or chocolate that I can remember, but my husband's relatives did give the children jelly beans and chocolates. Early Sunday morning, our mothers would hide the eggs in the house and we'd search for them before going to church (often with new shoes or hat or gloves because people dressed up in the old days to worship God and left their faded jeans and torn t-shirts in the basement or garage). I'm not sure we even had baskets to gather the eggs (my husband did, he says), but the eggs could be found under couch cushions or in the drawers with the table linen, or inside the piano bench.

When my children were little, we had a very similar routine of coloring eggs and hiding them. One year we couldn't find one until weeks later when it started to smell--it was hidden in the bathroom under the plumber's helper. As they got older, I think we added some foil wrapped candy and bought baskets with pink and green fake grass. In 1973 we hid the eggs outside because my sister's family was visiting so we had 4 additional children coloring eggs. Another year when they were about 5 or 6 we took them to the "community egg roll." Ours is an affluent, suburban community, so our family was horrified to see hundreds of children swarming and screaming and beating on each other like they were starving in a mad scramble to grab the most foil covered candy eggs. My son came back to me crying because one little boy had snatched away from him the only egg he was able to find. We never went to another egg hunt and continued with our own little homegrown celebration that we had learned from our mothers back in the 40s.

Easter egg hunt 1973 in the apple blossoms


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2367 Don't count on it

This poem was posted at Sherri's site; she used to be a children's librarian, and I've learned so much about "kiddie lit" reading her blog that I didn't know. I took no courses in children's literature when I was in library school, and as near as I can tell, I didn't even read what others my age did, nor did I read much to my kids that was popular and recommended in the 70s (I liked My Book House when I was growing up and that's also what I read to my kids.)

The Reading Mother

I had a mother who read to me
Sagas of pirates who scoured the sea,
Cutlasses clenched in their yellow teeth,
“Blackbirds” stowed in the hold beneath.

I had a Mother who read me lays
Of ancient and gallant and golden days;
Stories of Marmion and Ivanhoe,
Which every boy has a right to know.

I had a Mother who read me tales
Of Gelert the hound of the hills of Wales,
True to his trust till his tragic death,
Faithfulness blent with his final breath.

I had a Mother who read me the things
That wholesome life to the boy heart brings —
Stories that stir with an upward touch,
Oh, that each mother of boys were such!

You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be —
I had a Mother who read to me. - Strickland Gillilan

I've heard or seen this poem before--maybe on bookmarks, and I think I've remembered it because it doesn't reflect my own experience. My son doesn't read unless it is work related or concerns his hobby, and doesn't have a library card. My daughter has certain favorite authors, none of whom I've read, and she only buys books; I doubt if she has a library card. My husband uses the public library about once every two years. He read a book word-for-word recently, because one chapter was about him and his work. I go the the public library once or twice a week and to the OSU Libraries several times a month. I only read fiction if it is assigned in book club and there are several genres I've never tried nor do I want to. We all lived together, breathed the same air, and talked about the same things. If having a "reading mother" or wife made a bit of difference to my family, I haven't seen it.

My own theory is that you pop out of the womb with your learning style set to enjoy print on a page. Or not. If it brings you pleasure when something stimulates it, you'll continue to seek that experience. It can be thwarted or encouraged, but it can't be created. But reading aloud to children is always good for cuddle time even if they don't get much from the books, so keep that in mind.
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2366 Corbett National Park

It's in India. Here. Ecotourism.

2365 Love your dog--in your own space

If you think solving the illegal immigration problem is tough, the Columbus City Council has been going around and around for two years about leash laws and dog parks. I try to go back to the origin of a problem, and it is always the owners, never the dogs. I ask myself,

  • "Why do people get puppies they know will grow up to be huge and which will need space to run if they live in areas where that can't happen?
  • Why do they want the rest of us to cough up $500,000 for special parks so their miniature horse sized pets can run because the owner is too blessed lazy to take the pet elephant out for a run with a plastic bag in hand?
  • Why do people let dogs run in public areas when they know darn well Fido won't come on command if he spots a squirrel or a smaller dog?
  • Why do people who own dogs, large or small, always think "My dog won't bite," or "My dog won't knock down a small child and break his leg," or "My dog won't drive everyone with half a brain for safety away from a public park," when all the evidence is to the contrary?


  • The answers to all the above is ignorance about animal behavior mixed with bad manners, rudeness, and a sense of entitlement so common in our society.

    Folks! Listen up. Any dog will bite if he or she senses danger or spots something to eat. You are not a dog and you don't see that a small child's movement may signal something totally different to a canine. This article I'm quoting below is about YOU! The 5,000 owners.

    “[Dr. Aaron] Messer said an estimated 5,000 people in Columbus are bitten by dogs each year, a majority of which are children. Mark Young, assistant director of the city's Recreation and Parks Department, said many people call his department, concerned about unleashed dogs running around. [Includes details about barking, defecating, knocking down children, chasing bicyclers, attacking other dogs.] “ SNP Publications March 31, 2004

    The photo in today's paper shows two adults, one with a lab type dog, the other with a mastiff mix. The adults are hovering over these calf size animals; the child in the picture whose shoulder is about at the dog's shoulder is being ignored and seems to be looking for some space to run and play that would be safe and free of dog feces. Unfortunately these people seem to love dogs more than children.

    Man's best friend





    2364 Why?

    would a young woman want to desecrate her natural beauty for this look? I couldn't take my eyes off her. A gray t-shirt 3 sizes too small that wouldn't cover the roll bulging over the top of her too tight, ugly jeans. Of course, every woman knows the reason. We dress for other women, not men. And at 16 or 17, this is what she sees the tall, willowy popular girls wearing. So about 80% who look awful in this are following the 10% who look fabulous and the 10% who look so-so. But I've seen worse at church.

    Scene and seen at Panera's.

    Sunday, April 09, 2006

    2363 Palm Sunday

    The choir sang two songs at two services this morning, with a small brass ensemble of 5 or 6. Much of this, like processing up the center aisle, or trying to sing with a trombone in the ear is new to me, but I'm still enjoying it. We're singing at three services on Easter and also at the Maundy Thursday service and the Good Friday evening service. The pastor's sermon this morning was on pride (we're doing a 7 deadly sins series), and he used the example of the donkey carrying the King. He was on jury duty this week and spent some of his waiting time rereading the account of the final week in all four gospels. He said the donkey appears in all of them, although some details aren't included in all four.

    Then we drove to our son's home on the far southeast side of the metropolitan area for a birthday celebration for my husband. He fixed a fabulous bacon and cheese lasagne--I'd never heard of it, but everyone raved about it. He also baked the bread. I think the 5 of us ate the whole loaf, which was still warm. My daughter brought a tossed salad and I brought a rhubarb pie and a peanut butter-chocolate dessert. He loves to garden so I'm assuming the sauce was his home grown and canned.


    Some neighbors stopped by trying to get him to take a puppy--a pit bull. They are cute, but not safe. That will make some of you mad because you have one and she's wonderful, great with kids, yada, yada. But my years in the vet library taught me otherwise. I would never risk having a German Shepherd, a Chow, a Pit Bull, a Doberman, a part wolf or some of those other aggressive, boistrous breeds around children or other dogs, my own or anyone else's. Not only would I not want to see a child or pet hurt, I wouldn't want the law suit. Youth and maleness are the main reason for dog bites: young human males owning young male dogs who bite younger male children. Mix that with an aggressive, possessive breed and you're in trouble.

    It's not every day I can mix singing, lasagne and dogs into one post.

    Saturday, April 08, 2006

    2362 The DaVinci Clubbers

    Stacey makes some good points at her blog about all the nonsense floating around like the DaVinci Code book and movie and the lengths people will go to try to disprove the resurrection. Just be prepared to turn down her music when you arrive there. (She must be young.)

    "If these men truly don't believe that Jesus is God's son and died on the cross for our salvation, then why are they spending so much time/money/energy trying to disprove it? I don't believe in Santa Claus, but you don't see me doing extensive research and wasting countless hours trying to disprove his existence.
    They are just making it all so complicated when the truth is simple: you can either accept Jesus as your saviour and spend eternity in heaven with Him, or reject Him and suffer the consequences." You go girl.

    My friend Peggy who is a strong, well-informed Christian who reads a lot, read the DaVinci Code, found it interesting, exciting fiction, although plodding and not particularly well-written. Well educated, devout Christians like her know it is pure fiction; it's the weak and the Chreasters (attend on Christmas and Easter) I worry about--like my kids. They won't get my money at the box office, not even when it comes to the 50 cent night at our local has-been theater. Like any product of questionable honesty, if you buy it, you have voted for it.

    2361 At the coffee shop

    I saw a young woman with anorexia in line. Unlike many with her disease, her clothes weren't too large. But her bony fingers and toothpick legs indicated her hunger was now eating muscle, not fat stores, regardless of how much running and exercise she did. Her bony spine was curved and her face had some discoloration. With breast implants and the right make-up, she could be a model.

    She bought a huge box of pastries. I wondered if they were for a morning gathering or if she was going to gobble them down in the car and then throw them up later.

    Friday, April 07, 2006

    2360 Families United for Our Troops

    Families United for Our Troops and Their Mission is a not-for-profit 501(c)(4) organization. They are a grassroots coalition of Gold Star families, veterans, families with loved ones in harm's way, and Americans who support our men and women in uniform. I signed on as an ordinary American. I have no family in the military.

    "Collectively we will ensure that the sacrifices our courageous warriors have made are not in vain, and that the heroic soldiers, sailors, airmen and Marines who have been charged with such a vital mission will be given the support they need to complete their mission. The members of our organization know well why these brave individuals choose to serve. We know that these humble Americans leave their homes and loved ones with the knowledge that they are making the world a safer place. And we know that these dedicated service members are committed, first and foremost, to seeing their mission through to completion."

    Their blog is here. They will be celebrating Iraq Liberation Day April 9. These mothers who have lost a child don't get the publicity that Sheehan does, but they should.

    2359 Ugly at any price!

    Wall Street Journal real estate ads fascinate me. Today I saw one for a "villa" in Highland Beach, Florida. I think the bargain was $7.5 million and the upscale model was $9 million. 6,500 sq. ft. with beach view, which is good because you'd never want to actually see this, and if it faces the water, no one would. It's so ugly, blogger.com refused to load it the first 2 times I tried! Anyway, you can contact Greg and Cindy at Seasideagents.com if you want something at this price, uglier than your neighbor's Hummer.
    If you go north a bit to St. Augustine in Florida you can get a 3 BR, 2 BA home with views of the lst fairway at Marsh Creek Country Club in a gated community with a clubhouse, pool and 18 hole golf course for "only" $580,000. I think I'd check on the hurricane patterns. Although I don't want a home in Florida, I'd say it looks like a better deal, and the photo, although a bit fuzzy, was nice too.

    However, for my money, and maybe because I've been watching "Upstairs Downstairs" from this era, the 1917 home near the University of Chicago that overlooks the park (Hyde Park?) and has a doorman for $895,000 looked good. It has 6 BR, 4BA and 5,000 sq. ft and is a co-op. This is at www.century21krm.com

    2358 What are you doing with your free time?

    Did you know that on the average, today's worker has roughly eight to ten weeks more of leisure time per year than we did 40 years ago? That is reported in the April Kiplinger's Personal Finance in an interview with Erik Hurst, a professor of economics at the University of Chicago. I've checked the on-line version, but this interview wasn't available. But here's a link to the author at his college's website discussing the same topic. Here's a link to The Economist with additional information on the study. The time saving has come primarily through changes in household chores and labor saving appliances, and these have been tracked meticulously since 1965 by economists, so the information is different than what the government statistics show about time on the job.



    So why do people feel so rushed and harried? This is my opinion, not the study's:
    • I believe multi-tasking is counter productive in the long run. You may be saving time, driving to work while listening to a conference report, and picking up your knitting on the exit ramp and applying your make-up while munching an egg-mcmuffin, but I think it makes you feel rushed, or that you aren't doing anything really well.
    • Also, the media is constantly telling you how busy you are and should buy this one additional product or toy to "save time." You may not buy it or believe it will, but you internalize that "I'm so busy," message.
    • Third, one of the activities Americans are doing less is attending church. 30 minutes less a week than in 1965. That nagging feeling you're overwhelmed? Might be guilt.
    • Fourth, being wired (or unwired) like a trussed up goose for Christmas dinner really isn't good for you. It gives you no peace. Turn off the cell phone, take the ear buds out, and don't take your laptop on vacation or to the coffee shop.

    Thursday, April 06, 2006

    Thursday Thirteen


    Thirteen things you might not know about librarians

    Last week when I suggested this as a possible topic, I got an overwhelming demand (3 or 4 at least) to include it. So here goes my best shot.

    1) The largest library in the world is the Library of Congress of the United States. The Librarian of Congress has never been a librarian. The current and 13th Librarian of Congress is James H. Billington, appointed in 1987.

    2) Most of the people you see working in libraries are not librarians. Librarians are probably in the back room dealing with personnel issues, budget cuts, unhappy board members, preparing a speech for a consortium, or working through a license for a new database.

    3) Librarians as children loved going to school--and they keep on going. A Master’s in Library Science is the entry level degree in the United States, but many librarians I know have double masters or PhDs. To my knowledge, there is no Bachelor’s degree in library science and hasn’t been for about 50 years. It may be possible to have an education degree with a minor in library science, however.

    4) We are often wannabees--both staff and librarians. It’s not unusual to find a librarian or library staffer who is also a performing musician, a published novelist or poet, costume designer, archaeologist or historian. I met many former teachers, a few former lawyers, a former nurse, and one former veterinarian who became librarians. I've only met one librarian who started college with a goal to become a librarian.

    5) A survey done during the 2004 election of political party preference came up 223:1, Democrat to Republican for librarians--the biggest lack of diversity of any profession. Not even Hollywood is that liberal. But we have a librarian in the White House.

    6) Librarians are entrenched in their own value system. These values do change over the years. Thirty some years ago when my children were little I asked the children’s librarian to stop offering “Little Black Sambo” during story hour, and got a response something like, “It’s a classic, a delightful story and the children love it.”

    7) Librarians have a strong missionary spirit--that everyone needs a good library is an article of faith (this is doubtful since many people find salvation in bookstores or worship Google). However, librarians aren’t particularly good at evangelizing (marketing to) the unbeliever--unless the poor soul accidentally get trapped inside the library and sees some really terrific bulletin boards or displays.

    8) Librarians are slavish about following "standards" approved by the profession even if they don't apply to a specific situation (think NCLB on steroids). But only when it suits them.

    9) Although there are exceptions, librarians are thin-skinned, tenacious, opinionated and determined with a very low tolerance for debate. And defensive. So don't let on you know this. I certainly include myself in this description, so I’m not telling tales out of school. When librarians get together for lunch, we really do talk about what we just read and push our favorites off on each other. Librarians also are gentle, caring, kind hearted, very service oriented, and most have a terrific sense of humor that leans toward irony and wit. Although there are exceptions.

    10) Library school graduates (now called information specialists) of the last 10-15 years, the techno-geeks, are everything the old style librarians of my era were, but with computer street creds and coding skills. Some of them are just awesome in their skills, but might have difficulty in a for-profit, entrepreneurial environment.

    11) On an introvert/extrovert scale of 1-10, you'd be hard pressed to find a librarian who is a 6 or 7 (that would be me). I’ve never seen a survey to prove this, but I think our birth rate is rather low, therefore new librarians have to be lured from non-librarian families unlike doctors and lawyers who seem to create their own successors.

    12) There is a career slot for all tastes--public libraries, academic libraries, private libraries, school libraries, government libraries, and special libraries; some jobs will put you in a cubicle, others will have you facing a demanding public all day. Willingness to relocate is an essential attitude in today's market.

    13) You will make a librarian’s day if you ask a question, especially if it is one not heard five times this week, or “where is the wi-fi hot spot.” So think up something challenging, but tell her she must find it in a book. If you get a blank stare, you haven't found a librarian.


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    2356 Where do you knit?

    I’ve been taking my knitting to church and do a few rows while chatting with the ladies in the fireside lounge between services. We (the choir) sing at the 8:30 and the 11 a.m. services, so there’s about 75 minutes to kill (we have 11 services at 3 locations). Of course, I’m just learning, so it won’t make much difference where I knit. But recently I read an article in Easy Knitting where readers wrote in with stories about where they knit:

    1) transcontinental air flights
    2) soccer games, baseball practice and various school activities of their children
    3) beside the bathtub while the toddler played in the water
    4) on a walk (ouch, that doesn’t even sound safe)
    5) at meetings
    6) back of the Honda motorcycle (for 5,000 miles)
    7) during church--she’s making stoles with Celtic symbols
    8) anywhere--using circular needles
    9) while her husband fishes (she’s with him)
    10) on the way to work at traffic lights
    11) at the jail (waiting for defendants), at the movies, and working out on exercise machines
    12) baseball stadium
    13) at the nursing home visiting her husband who has had a massive stroke
    14) while “jeeping” and waiting for the other vehicles to go over obstacles
    15) doctor’s office
    16) under the covers in the dark (when she was a child)
    17) sitting under the grape arbor in the back yard
    18) freeway ramp, waiting
    19) between hands during bridge
    20) with a friend on Sunday afternoons watching football on TV.

    While visitng another TT today, Domesticated Bloggage, I learned about this site for free knitting patterns. Elle just loves freebies.

    Yarn Boy has a Guide to Knitting on Mass-Transit delays.

    knitters

    Wednesday, April 05, 2006

    2355 Name five things

    This is a challenge, not a meme. I gave it to my son this morning and he just laughed, because I think he knows he'll flunk the test. List the five suggestions or pieces of advice (wanted or unwanted) that your parents gave you that turned out to be wrong. I'm even going to challenge myself, since my parents (now deceased) were very liberal with their advice throughout my life.

    I can only come up with some "also rans." The advice wasn't wrong exactly, or terrible, and things worked out, but maybe not for the expected reasons.

    The one that I think I remember most clearly is my father telling me I shouldn't major in foreign languages in college because I wouldn't be able to get a job (in the 1960s). You know what? He was right, although for the wrong reasons. I just wasn't very good at it. However, even if I'd been really fabulous and fluent, I'm not sure I would have had what it takes to go after a foreign service career or working in another country. I did go on and combine that degree with library science and had an interesting career--although only a fraction of it ever involved my first degree.

    Both my parents told me I was too strict with my children and had too many rules. Again, they were right, but for the wrong reasons. My rules were fine, well thought out and logical. They just created too much work for ME. Our family life could have been more pleasant and relaxed for me if I'd not been spitting into the wind so much. I don't think it affected our children one way or the other. Children probably need security and stability more than fun and games.

    There were at least two times in my adult life when I asked my parents for a loan, and they said no, and gave me advice instead. They weren't exactly wrong, and it didn't alter my life. But it wouldn't have hurt them a bit, and nothing in the experience and hard feelings that resulted particularly benefited anyone.

    Usually, father (or mother) does know best. Can you think of 5 times the advice your parents gave you was wrong? Google the question in both the negative and positive, and you'll see what I mean. If parents give bad advice, no one seems to be writing about it.

    2354 Lives of Quiet Turbulence

    is an interview with Elizabeth Marquardt on the moral and spiritual life of the children of divorce in the March 2006 issue of Christianity Today based on her book, Between Two Worlds: The Inner Lives of Children of Divorce, (Crown, 288 pp., $24.95).

    I thought I knew a lot about this topic, but Marquardt definitely looks at a different angle. My husband and one of his nieces are the only members of his family who are not divorced or married to a divorced person. His four siblings and their spouses or ex-spouses have had 17 marriages among them, and at least 3 long term non-married arrangements that have lasted longer than the marriages. His parents and most of his aunts and uncles were divorced before the 1940s when it was still rare. Celebrating a holiday with my in-laws brought new meaning to the idea of the "blended family."

    We don't talk much about divorce any more, but reading this article brought back to me some of the conversations we had in our early years about the pain of his parents' divorce and his mixed feelings about growing up in a step family. And he really had no memory of his birth parents ever being together. What I loved about his families were their openess, acceptance of differences, sense of humor, and relaxed way of life (much of which was caused by alcohol, but I didn't know that then). What he loved about my family were commitment, stability, integrity and honesty. Over the years, I've decided there is an invisible scar from divorce even one that happened 50 or 60 years ago--or there's a small open wound that doesn't heal.

    Marquardt discovered that children of divorce have a different interpretation of the Prodigal Son story. They tend to focus on the leaving, not the coming back and uniting of the family. They see themselves as the "waiting father" and their parents as the wayward child.

    She says that children of a "good divorce" don't fare as well as children of a "bad marriage." Any kind of divorce is a radical restructuring of a child's life.

    "Happy talk" about divorce, such as that which appears in some children's books, is callous and dishonest, in Marquart's opinion.

    Children of divorce have a "job" that should belong to adults--making sense of different sets of values, beliefs and ways of living. They grow up traveling between 2 worlds (or 3) with separate memories with each parent.

    Marriage is the most pro-child institution in all societies and civilizations and has been since the beginning of recorded history. The idea of staying together for someone else's benefit is radical in our modern society.

    Children are generally unaware of adults' feelings in low-conflict, but loveless, marriages. A pre-schooler doesn't care whether his parents are having sex 5 times a week or never. He does care if daddy doesn't come home.

    "Honor your parents" has a different meaning for children of divorce. They either don't, or they honor the one who made the sacrifices. Those who are Christians make a stronger effort to do this than those who are not.

    If you're feeling defensive, insisting your parents' divorce did not harm you in any way, read this review of Marquardt's book in a different journal by Lauren Winner, a wonderful writer in her own right. Winner declares, "I have always hated the phrase "children of divorce." I am not a child of divorce. I am the child of two people who, among other things, got divorced."


    Tuesday, April 04, 2006

    2353 Book review: The Health Care Mess

    I haven't checked the catalog yet, but I'm betting my local public library has this title.

    Julius Richmond, Rashi Fein. The Health Care Mess - How We Got Into It and What It Will Take to Get Out. Cambridge, MA: Harvard University Press, 2005. 294pp. $26.95

    According to a review in the New England Journal of Medicine (March 23, 2006), this book was written by two former members of Democratic administrations (although I didn't know anyone from the Truman administration was still writing) one of whom was the founder of Head Start, a 40 year old, tax supported failure. Jimmy Carter wrote the forward, and both Daniel Schorr and Ted Kennedy are promoting it, and the four photos of Truman, Johnson, Kennedy and Clinton demonstrate the authors' bipartisanship! Richmond as received the Heinz Award (remember Mrs. Kerry?) Wow. Is this singing to the choir, or what? The reviewer, David Hyman, MD (UIUC) describes the system they want:

    1. Single payer system
    2. Raise taxes
    3. Regulate all options and choices for the consumer and doctors
    4. Marginalize all for-profit enterprises in medicine
    5. Create a new bureaucracy, both regionally and nationally
    6. The IRS will collect the premiums
    7. Don't stop there--include changes in housing, environment, etc.

    This is nothing new--trees were killed for this? But Hyman does praise the authors' sophisticated and sensible history from the trenches (the grave?) of the left, and points out that this is a view from academe, not the clinic.

    2352 Speaking of photos, what's up with Cynthia McKinney?

    She's asked by the police for her badge which is supposed to be worn (so they can by-pass the metal detectors), she attacks him after refusing to stop, and now she's crying racism? I may have been one of the early ones to report that she had attacked a capitol policeman, but I was writing about leaks to the press, not idiot behavior by people who think they are above the rules. I'm not up on my southern pols, so I didn't even know my example was an African American.

    Sean Hackbarth gets a bit catty after seeing her hair on the video: "Call me superficial but I would have arrested Rep. Cynthia McKinney for that awful hairdo. Homeless chic isn't hip even in Washington, D.C., a beggar's paradise.

    And don't get me started about her wild eyes. A mugger confronting her in a dark alley would run away screaming."


    I watched the video. It is probably not one of her better performances. Or hair days.

    Captain Ed brings us all back to the national security agenda of the Democrats: "I just need to make sure we have this correct. The new Democratic effort on national security, therefore, is to defy identification procedures, ignore common-sense safeguards, pretend not to hear warnings, and then assault the people protecting us. Gee, I don't know ... sounds like the old Democratic program on security to me."



    2351 Church photo directory time

    If this subject line attracted you because you want to make a church photo directory, I apologize. This is being written by a woman in tears who can't find anything to wear to have her photo taken at 4:50 this afternoon. Our church is large--about 5,000 members, I think. I'm assisting on three different days at one of our 3 locations. That's a piece of cake. What I can't do is find anything to wear to have a simple directory photo taken. The last one was around 1998. I got it out and looked at it. My husband wore a navy suit coat, white shirt, maroon tie and I had on a maroon turtle neck sweater (I probably still have it). I change my hair style about every 18 months, but it is back to what it was in 1998.

    So here it is April. Do I want to wear a winter sweater? No. Should my husband wear a suit? No. Will anyone care? No.

    OK. Winter sweater, olive green to go with my husband's pale taupe/green windowpane dress shirt.

    2350 A heartworming story

    No, that isn't a misspelling. Stop over at Cathy Knits for a great story about Max, their foster dog. Start your day with a warm fuzzy.

    Monday, April 03, 2006

    Monday Memories


    Did I ever tell you that my Dad played football against the Gipper?

    Not really, he played against Ronald Reagan, 40th President of the United States, who played George Gipp in the movie "Knute Rockne, All American." Win one for the Gipper became part of our language and Reagan used it also in politics. In addition to politics, President Reagan's career included lifeguard, broadcaster, movies and television, and motivational speaking, but during college he really did play football.

    Reagan's boyhood home in Dixon, Illinois on the Rock River and my Dad's home in Pine Creek were just a few miles apart but in different counties. However, Dutch and Cub met through a mutual acquaintance when they were still in their teens. Dad was a poor farm boy about 16 and a senior in high school at Polo, IL. Reagan, who was two years older, was already attending Eureka College. A neighboring farmer thought Dad had potential because he'd seen how industrious he was (water boy for thrashers, selling cans of salve he'd ordered from a magazine advertisement, laboring in the fields with his farmer father). The neighbor knew the Reagan family from The Christian Church, so he arranged for Dad to meet Ron, thinking he might interest him in attending Eureka. Dad also had an offer of a small scholarship from the Polo Women's Club to attend the University of Illinois. I'm not sure what happened (a blind date with my mother, I think), but Dad ended up at Mt. Morris College with some financial help to play football.

    Mt. Morris College slaughtered Eureka on November 15, 1930, 21 to zip, a story Dad enjoyed retelling when Reagan became famous (although Dad was a Republican, I sensed that he was not crazy about Reagan). To my knowledge, there are no photos of Dad and Reagan butting heads or tackling each other, but I like to think they are somewhere in the jumble of arms and legs in this photo with farm buildings in the background. Say, is that my mother over there on the sidelines, cheering on the team?



    My mother was an excellent student who really wanted an education--both of her parents had also attended Mt. Morris College in the 1890s. Dad was smart, but I suspect he was there to have a good time and play football. There was a disastrous fire on Easter Sunday 1931 when most of the students were home on holiday. Although the college reopened for the 1931-32 school year, my mother's family couldn't afford the tuition so she went to work in Chicago as a domestic. Dad returned to school with a football scholarship--at least in the fall. In the 1931 final game with Eureka College, the score was 0-0. The college yearbook says Dad didn't play the last four games due to a heart problem.

    President Reagan visited his alma mater often, 12 times between 1941 and 1992. Eureka College is still educating young people, but Mt. Morris College closed after almost 100 years when the class of 1932 graduated. Except for his time in the Marines during WWII, Dad lived in Mt. Morris the rest of his life.

    Dad, 1930, 17 years old

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    2348 Site Meter's new feature

    The freebie statistics counter I use, Site Meter, now shows "out clicks," or those referrals you offer on your blog and the readers take you up on it. As a librarian, that gives me a lot of pleasure. True, sometimes it will take a person away from your page and off into the the wild blue cyberspace, never to return. But it also means you've supplied a good lead. Also, I try to always supply a source and not pretend someone else's ideas are my own.

    Somewhere I read that if you position your stat counter higher on your template, you'll get a better count. I did see an increase when I did this. I used to keep it at the bottom.

    2347 Good news about American education

    "Here's some good news about American education that you won't hear from the public-school establishment: There's almost no gap between the number of college-ready high-school graduates and the number of students starting college. Virtually everyone who is academically qualified to go to college actually goes to college." Story here at The Chronicle

    That is sort of a trick sentence. The problem is the term "academically qualified." So it is K-12 education that needs to shape up, not access to grants, loans and scholarships.

    "Money is not the barrier to college. The number of students who could otherwise attend but do not do so because of a lack of funds is not zero, but it is relatively small. The evidence indicates that the vast majority of students who don't attend college are kept out by academic barriers, not financial ones."

    "Analyzing data from the Department of Education, Greene and Marcus A. Winters find that out of all students who started public high schools in the fall of 1998, only 34 percent graduated college ready with the class of 2002. The remainder either dropped out of high school (29 percent) or graduated but lacked the academic prerequisites for applying to college (37 percent).

    Private-school graduates probably have higher college-readiness rates, but those students constitute too small a portion of the population to change the overall numbers substantially.

    So the college-readiness rate (34 percent) matched the college-attendance rate (35 percent) almost exactly. That indicates that financial barriers are not preventing a substantial number of academically qualified students from attending college. There simply isn't a substantial number of academically qualified students who aren't attending college."

    2346 Librarian finishes basic training

    David Durant, the conservative librarian who joined the North Carolina National Guard, has finished basic training and will be blogging again at Heretical Librarian. Quickly. Someone tell Richard Belzer that educated people (librarians need a master's degree to "get in" the profession) do join the military, and he should stop perpetuating a myth about the poor who have no where to go and no opportunity so they join the military.

    HT Conservator

    2345 Condi--You go girl!

    There's a story about Dr. Rice and the Department of State bookstore that I heard on the radio that I hope is true. I haven't been able to find it in Google--I've spent at least 30 seconds trying to track it down. If you've seen a reputable source, let me know. I heard it this morning on the Bob Connors show (WTVN 620 a.m. Columbus) and he was interviewing someone.

    Seems that for years women employees have been complaining about Penthouse and Playboy magazines in the State Dept. bookstore/newstand (I think these are contracted out--but probably not to China or India). When Dr. Condoleeza Rice, the first woman Secretary of State with balls saw them, she decided they really weren't necessary.

    I don't know if the American Library Association will raise the cry of censorship--they are always sticking blowing their noses into politics. Our public library staff and board believes it is necessary to give space to free-circ newspapers selling sex, so maybe the State Department thinks magazines selling sex is OK.

    Sunday, April 02, 2006

    2344 Today's poem

    is a record, even for me. 90 seconds. It is posted at my coffee blog. Sure, I know what you're thinking. Maybe she should take more time and write a better poem, but what's the fun in that?

    Sometimes I suspect there are poets working in ad agencies or for electrical engineering journals just to pay the rent. They toil all day trying to make the words sound just right, with music and rhythm, and so falling short on their work quota. Sort of like Monk (TV detective who has OC disorder) seeking to straighten a sign or adjust a necktie. Just look at this advertisement for a cardiologist. Don't you see a frustrated poet between the lines? If you don't, then think about someone who knows little English reading it aloud, believing it is a poem. The Greeks thought poetry came from a Muse, but why not the pages of the New England Journal of Medicine?

    State-of-the-Heart

    The largest hospital in Pennsylvania
    is seeking cardiologists
    to join a network owned
    full service, cardiology
    group practice.

    We will consider all
    cardiac sub-specialties
    and have a strong interest
    in recruiting
    for our heart failure
    non-invasive, interventional
    CT, angio, peripheral vascular,
    women's cardiac,
    prevention and electrophysiology
    programs.

    We offer a generous
    salary plus bonus,
    paid malpractice,
    paid health insurance
    for self and family,
    seven weeks vacation,
    and more!

    Who wouldn't find that inspiring? Especially moving was the paid insurance and seven weeks vacation.

    2343 How some European women helped Katrina victims

    Sunday mornings between services I sit in the lounge and pull out my "knitting." The other ladies at the table at first wanted to admire, but then I told them I was just learning, and although it might look like a scarf in the making, I was only practicing. But I can dream can't I? I check in from time to time on all manner of talented women--scrapbookers, seamstresses, artists, cartoonists, knitters and embroiderers. Zoanna is one of the crafty women on the internet I admire. (I don't have a special link category, but I may have to create one.) She tells a wonderful story about Isabelle, a 24 year old French woman who mobilized other women in Europe to make Katrina kits. Here is Isabelle's tutorial from September 2005. She blogs in both French and English. If I had given up French wine, surely I'd be toasting her right now.

    Saturday, April 01, 2006

    2342 A grieving widow

    We met about 10 years ago while walking in the mall. It's an exercise thing in many malls of the United States. They open early; people retired or on their way to work stop and walk a mile or two inside free from dogs, bad weather and bumpy roads and cars. She was very quiet, rather short and thin, maybe 65 and he was jolly, very tall, with a shock of white curly hair and about 80. Gradually we started chatting as we passed while we mall-walked. Then I didn't see their red SUV for awhile. When she came back, she was alone. He'd died. She told me they'd married late--when she was about 45. They'd had a wonderful marriage and his children who were adults when they met were very supportive.

    Today I was wandering the aisles of Giant Eagle. Oh, how I hate that store. I can never find anything, and had given up on the third item completely. But there she was. So I approached her and reintroduced myself--neither of us remembered the other's name. I knew she had remarried, because I'd seen her and the new husband also walking at the mall, holding hands and just the happiest of love birds, within a year of her other husband's death. I inquired and she said he'd died in February. His death was so recent and her grief so palpable that I just waited the 15 or 20 minutes while I heard to whole story about a non-malignant growth pressing on his brain causing memory and speech problems.

    Oh, the neurosurgery was a complete success and she and the children (her step children from her previous marriage) were very encouraged. He was sitting up, walking, talking. Then he was moved to a general care area and immediately began to deteriorate. She came in two nights later and he was coughing and his dinner was cold. He was moved to a nursing home for "therapy." So doped up on antibiotics and pain killers all improvement from the surgery was lost. I'll spare you the details, but it turns out he soon died of pneumonia and a urinary tract infection, she believes, from poor care. Several times while he was still in the hospital she had asked them to elevate him more because her father had died of pneumonia after surgery.

    Of course, I have no medical training, but it does seem to happen often. Infections unrelated to the disease or surgery that brings the patient to the hospital, I mean. Annals of Surgery 2001 135: 847-857:

    "Pneumonia (infection of the lung tissue) is a serious complication that sometimes occurs after major surgery. It causes such symptoms as fever, shortness of breath, cough, and chest pain. It often requires treatment with antibiotics and lengthens the time until the patient is well enough to leave the hospital. Pneumonia after surgery is a very serious problem because 20% to 40% of affected patients die within 30 days of surgery. If physicians knew which patients are most likely to get pneumonia after surgery, they could target efforts to prevent this complication. Pneumonia is more common after certain types of operations, and older and weaker patients are more likely to get pneumonia. As yet, physicians do not have a reliable method of identifying which patients are most likely to get pneumonia after surgery."

    Would seem sensible to me to not worry so much about identifying which patients might get pneumonia, and pay attention when their wives or children are raising the alarms.

    2341 Upstairs Downstairs Redux

    Thursday I checked out Season 2 of Upstairs Downstairs DVD from the library, returned it this morning and got Season 3. By Season 3 the story line has moved on about 10 years from the first show to 1912. I believe this is the episode (I'm watching now) where Mrs. Bellamy dies with the sinking of the Titanic. At least she's talking about going to America to see her daughter Elizabeth (written out of the story in Season 2). This series was filmed in England beginning in 1972 and ran about 5 years, appearing in the US after it was finished. We absolutely loved it, but my memory is fuzzy enough that every story-line is new now. But the music. I'd know that anywhere. There are some good pieces on the internet including audio interviews. The series was seen in 70 countries by about a billion people, and now with DVDs, millions more will be enjoying and re-enjoying it.




















    2340 Cleaning out the audio dust bunnies

    I'm not one to download much music. But I did go to the library and check out "The Very Best of Buck Owens, vol. 1" last week. I popped it in the old machine and poked around trying to figure things out and I did it! Of course, it was in a folder inside a folder inside a file and nothing was identified. As I struggled through that snarl and keyed in the titles I noticed an awful lot of "crap" in "My Music" folder. So I started looking around. Virtually every audio sound bite or video piece I've looked at was sitting there in a file. For instance, Answers.com has a little audio whereby you can listen to how a word is pronounced. Boy, are those funny to listen to out of context when you don't know what you're getting. Some of the clips must be from advertisers that snuck a cookie for audio/video in there when I wasn't watching or my blocker was taking a snooze. So FlyLadies, after you've flung your 50 today, peek inside your audio file. You might be surprised.
    What's in your music file?

    Friday, March 31, 2006

    2339 Why would you donate to WHYY?

    It's close to tax time (although we're self-employed and every quarter is tax time at our house). Do you know what your charity dollars are doing? WHYY is a public broadcasting station serving PA, DE, and NJ. It overpays its CEO and spends 42% of your donation on fundraising and administration. Look for another charity. If they want to pay the CEO $371,000, he should be doing a better job.

    "WHYY operates TV12 and 91FM, the public broadcasting stations serving southeastern Pennsylvania, Delaware and South Jersey. WHYY makes our region a better place, connecting each of us to the world's richest ideas and all of us to each other. WHYY TV12, serving the Delaware Valley for more than 30 years, broadcasts to more than 2.6 million households in Philadelphia and the surrounding area. WHYY also operates TV64 in Seaford, which transmits TV12 programming to southern Delaware. WHYY 91FM coverage extends as far north as Princeton, New Jersey; south to New Castle County, Delaware; and throughout Philadelphia and the four surrounding counties." Charity Navigator "Low rated charities paying top salaries to CEOs"

    But WWHY is a piker compared to Jazz at Lincoln Center, which pays its CEO 44% of its total budget! Ordway Center for the Performing Arts in St. Paul, on the other hand, will put 88% of your dollar into programing, much of it for children.

    This charity website explains its rating system from None (really awful) to one star (poor) to four stars (excellent). You can check by city, region, type or keyword. I was sorry to see that the Columbus Museum of Art only got one star. We go there a lot.

    2338 Was my address

    for 34 years! That's what my kids call home. And that's a lot of blogging. Anyway, I want to tell you about this fun site. I found it on at least 3 Thursday Thirteeners yesterday. There's really nothing for someone my age, and each time I tried to dress her in a trench coat with a briefcase and sensible shoes, all her clothes were wisked off except her pink underwear, and she even lost her left arm! Come on! We can't all look like ladies of the night!

    Off to church


    Friday night date at Rusty Bucket


    Stroll in the park


    You can change the hairstyles, facial features, add pets, background, but the clothes are pretty limited. Also not very many blue eyes, and absolutely no options for wrinkles or amplitude or gray hair! You can save, or e-mail or print. Kids from 5 to 95 would have a great time with this.

    2337 Librarian on e-Bay

    As I was adding the technorati tags to my recent entries on librarians, I came across an entry called, "Librarian on e-Bay." Oh, no! I thought. Some poor underpaid librarian has sold herself to the highest bidder to pay the rent and buy the baby shoes. Would it be for a research project due by Monday, installing new software, or an assignation in the stacks? (At Ohio State our stacks supervisors in the 90s had to have all the walls in the stairwells scrubbed down with disinfectant, repainted and bright lights installed, if you get my drift).

    But it was just a category. Whew! Still lots of fun to browse. I found a Seth Thomas clock, librarian model; a sexy blonde Librarian vampire; jewelry for a newly minted Librarianista; a cache of retro 1970s "librarian skirts" that hadn't even been pressed for the photo (negative stereotype); a WWII army hostess librarian patch; a Mrs. Loan the librarian (another negative stereotype); and a "Librarian, quest for the spear" DVD. There were many, many more, but I must move on. Is there an archives somewhere deep in the bowels of the ALA headquarters for librarian kitsch?
    The Librarian, DVD
    Jewelry for your favorite librarian

    Mrs. Loan



    2336 Pre-War Condo for sale

    Which war I wondered when I saw the ad in the WSJ today. There have been so many. Hitler was marching into Poland when I was born, and the U.S. anti-war folks were marching too, just like today. They were just a little cleaner and neater then.

    But this condo is in NYC and apparently the whole building is being redone to "pre-war classic Greek Revival style." Maybe it was the Civil War? Classic Greek Revival was early to mid-1800s. Many Americans objected to "Mr. Lincoln's War" and there were riots in the streets of New York City, killing 1,000 people. Each condo will have 4,000+ square feet, 5 bedrooms, 2 fireplaces, a library, sumptuous baths. Prices range from a Michael Moore level of $8,750,000 to a George Soros type at $35,000,000. There are many ways to profit from wars, right?

    Thursday, March 30, 2006

    Thursday Thirteen

    It's about time to switch to a new notebook, so I'm looking back through the notes I've taken since Feb. 20 (in the morning when I'm at the coffee shop). I had a number of Thursday Thirteens started, and a few finished, but nothing felt quite right for this last one in March, 2006. So here's the list of possibilities, all rejected. Since I toss these notebooks in a box when they are used up, I think my blog would be a good place to at least remind myself that these notes are buried somewhere in my office. Just in case there is a day when I have absolutely nothing to write about.

    Thirteen Things I'm Not Writing about Today

    1. Thirteen things on my calendar for April. Whew! This would put you to sleep. Nothing like reading a to-do list of a retired librarian. I counted and have exactly 13 things written in.

    2. Thirteen games we played as children--the first four were what we did with our chewing gum. Hmmm. Another thriller.

    3. Thirteen food festivals in Ohio I've never been to. Zucchini, tomato, strawberry, moonshine--anything to bring the tourists in.

    4. Thirteen things we did to cut back when my husband went into business in 1994 and we had only one income after 8 years as DINKS. Tip: Throw away every sale flyer that comes to the house. SALE is a euphemism for DEBT.

    5. Thirteen words and phrases from real estate ads that tell you to "move along now" without showing the price. Tips: "magestic ballroom," "spa baths" (plural).

    6. Thirteen things about librarians you probably don't know. As a group, they are more liberal than the ACLU or Hollywood. ALA has a resolution to impeach the President because of the Patriot Act renewal. Wonder if they plan to dump all the Senators and Representatives too?

    7. Thirteen reasons not to borrow money to send your kids to Harvard for an overpriced education, based on the Laurence Summers case. The university is a casualty of left-wing ideology, a collection of petty interests with 60s and 70s has-been gatekeepers.

    8. Thirteen health claims and stories I've heard over the years that later were proved false or were revised downward. The latest about 5 fruits and vegetables a day protecting you against stroke sounds amazingly like, "eat all the colors," doesn't it?

    9. Thirteen things about Exercise--7 reasons to do it and 6 excuses not to. My exercycle is tied up drying the laundry--how about yours?

    10. Thirteen little known things about coupons, sweepstakes and loyalty cards and why they don't save you money. I am the famous Columbus anti-coupon queen without a kingdom. Did you know coupons are often the same size as a dollar, the first one was a wooden nickle (inflation), and loyal cards look just like credit cards?

    11. Thirteen things about immigrants, historical and current. I have a plan no one else has suggested.

    12. Thirteen games we have in our home and who plays them. Racko, Password, Battleship, etc.

    13. Thirteen things that make me special (inspired by a full page IBM ad). I have all my permanent teeth. All my holes and spots are original equipment--no tattoos or piercings. I'm a classic!



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    2334 Why are librarians' salaries low?

    A woman in the coffee shop asked me this today. Actually, we were talking about women veterinarians, doctors, lawyers and pharmacists. When I mentioned that librarians' salaries were low compared to other professions that required a master's degree, she gushed about how much she loved librarians and how much help she's received. But she didn't know additional education was necessary to be a librarian.

    There are people needing promotion and tenure to study this, but here's my take. Librarians have no organization to represent their own interests. Oh, they have lots of organizations--out the wazoo--but just look at the names: American Library Association; Medical Library Association; Association of College and Research Libraries; California Library Association. Do you know what my husband's professional organization is called? The American Institute of Architects. Get it? It is representing ARCHITECTS. People, not government entities or buildings. And although I'm sure it leans left like most professional organizations, I haven't heard that the AIA is trying to get President Bush impeached while they redesign cities in Mississippi as service projects.

    "Librarians and library workers are under-valued, and most people, whether members of the public, elected officials, faculty, corporate executives, or citizen board members, have little or no idea of the complexity of the work we do." from California Library Association web site

    In my opinion, this inclusion of “library workers” in all attempts to get the professional, degreed salaried librarians paid a fair wage worthy of a master's degree is part of the problem. “Library workers” may have high school degrees or they may have PhDs in Victorian Poetry or Trombone Performance, but they are not degreed librarians. This may explain why people (even librarians) believe the degree isn’t important, and so the salaries can stay low. Anybody can do it, right? Just ask the ALA (which spins its wheels in political, i.e. federal and state, battles).

    Automotive technicians who have attended trade schools and passed licensing requirements, don’t concern themselves with the pay grades of those who enter the field without those credentials and learn on the job; licensed hair stylists who have attended school and met state board requirements don’t lobby to have the nail technicians upgraded to their pay scale; Registered nurses generally don’t busy themselves upgrading the lab techs or LPNs no matter how much they need them; elementary school teachers do not include lunch room supervisors, classroom aides or library aides in their salary negotiations even though they'd be hard pressed to educate students without them; architects may employ draftsmen and CAD operators, but no construction documents ever require a stamp from a draftsman.

    You can't run a library without the clerks and paraprofessionals, but at Ohio State, we would have had to close down the library if we lost our student employees, too. Increasingly, librarians are losing ground to their own IT staff. Even techie types can't keep up. While the librarians worry about budgets, personnel development, diversity workshops for staff, building codes, new fields that need to be represented in the collection, presentations for boards and committees, licensing restrictions and agreements on digital publications, copyright issues, turn-key systems that can be used statewide in libraries twice as large or half the size, etc., Jane Q. Public sits down at the computer and thinks, "It's all free on the internet; so who needs a library?"



    2333 Typology of Leaks

    I just can’t stop looking at what should be a snooze--a boring lexicon of government double-speak. But each paragraph unfolds one more strange and corrupt way to use the wonderful English language. I mentioned Susan Maret’s “On Their Own Terms: A Lexicon with an Emphasis on Information-Related Terms Produced by the U.S. Federal Government,” not really expecting that I’d go back to it again and again.

    Maret is an adjunct Lecturer of Library Science at San Jose State University (most recent info I found on her), so this would be a librarian’s masterpiece of linking and sourcing. She’s really big into human rights and environmental issues, so I’m guessing she has amassed a large personal file for her other interests which led to this document. That always happened with my own publications, particularly on serials. One time I wrote two publications from the material I gathered for a third. *Maret has ten temporary, visiting and adjunct positions on her resume--even for leftie librarians that’s a lot in 15 years. In academe the left tend to eat their young. Also, since it is a .pdf and free on-line (i.e. about $50 to print and spiral bind it even if you've got flunky help and taxpayer ink and paper), I discovered that she must be updating the references (or making corrections?), because it was being hailed in various library blogs last fall, but I noticed a January 2006 hot link.

    I found myself reading Dwight Eisenhower’s Executive Orders of 1953 that had superseded other EOs and were superseded by others! Wow. Is that too much time on my hands or what! At one point, I went from a DoD supply materiel dictionary to a word for word translation of it in Russian, and from that a whole other wonderful “slovar” but I didn’t bookmark it, so you’re on your own. And FBI Director Hoover issuing special directives on sensitive matters on pink paper. Whoa Nellie. In 1940. What could psychologists do with that?

    I thought this “typology of leaks” on p. 200 (did I mention there are 346 pages?) was interesting--and since it is 22 years old, I’m sure it needs to be updated. I haven’t read the Hess book, and this is out of context, so I assume the author isn’t noting just press officers here. I’m guessing the “animus leak” is one of the more popular during this administration since career government employees seem to dislike Bush so much. Although the motives of Valerie Plame’s husband seemed definitely ego to me. Also, big leaks need to flow into the big bucket ears of a free press so bloggers have something to write about. Maybe these were all leaks-for-hire, but I'd make lucrative leaks a category, as well as loves-to-gossip leaks.

    Source: Stephen Hess. The Government/Press Connection: Press Officers and their Offices. Washington, DC : Brookings Institution, 1984. 77-79;

    • Ego Leak: Giving information primarily to satisfy a sense of self.

    • Goodwill Leak: Information offered to “accumulate credit” as a play for a future favor.

    • Policy Leak: A straightforward pitch for or against a proposal using some document or insider information as the lure to get more attention than might be otherwise justified. The leak of the Pentagon Papers falls into this category.

    • Animus Leak: Used to settle grudges; information is released in order to cause embarrassment to another person.

    • Trial-Balloon Leak: Revealing a proposal that is under consideration in order to assess its assets and liabilities. Usually proponents have too much invested in a proposal to want to leave it to the vagaries of the press and public opinion. More likely, those who send up a trial balloon want to see it shot down, and because it is easier to generate opposition to almost anything than to build support, this is the most likely effect.

    • Whistleblower Leak: Usually used by career personnel; going to the press may be the last resort of frustrated civil servants who feel they cannot resolve their dispute through administrative channels. Hess is careful to point out that Whistleblowing is not synonymous with leaking.
    Today's paper reported on Cynthia McKinney D-GA striking a police officer who stopped her going into the House of Representatives Building because he didn't recognize her. Here's either a paid snitch in the police department and/or a leak walking through the building who is just a gossip (not to be disloyal to my sex, but I'm guessing a woman staffer):

    ". . . according to a police official who was not authorized to speak publicly about the incident and spoke to AP on condition of anonimity. . ."

    *Update: I've had an e-mail from the author who explained her resume. She was a seasoned librarian with 12 years in one position before her PhD and is now finding new opportunities to use her advanced degree; also loves the academic environment.




    Wednesday, March 29, 2006

    2332 Life's little imperfections

    Most of the time being me is just wonderful; today it wasn't so great. Libraries. Sigh. I know too much.

    I went to the public library to return some material and check out additional items. Like a Buck (I've got a tiger by the tail) Owens CD. While browsing the Friends' Book Sale, I noticed a current journal, barcoded, stamped and labeled, lying on a "for sale" book truck. I took it to the gentleman volunteer and told him someone had accidentally placed a library magazine on the "for sale" cart. "No," he said. "It IS for sale--I found it and took it over to Circulation and they checked it." He was hard of hearing, so I didn't try to argue with him, but I was pretty sure the current issue of American Scholar wouldn't have been put up for sale for $.25. He was probably told it wasn't checked out to anyone. So I urged him to go ask someone else. I should have just picked it up and taken it to the periodical room myself. Grumble, mumble.

    Then I was browsing the new book shelves. A young woman was reshelving recently returned books from a cart. I don't know if she was a volunteer or paid staff. I hope we aren't paying her to do such a bad job. I don't think she understands decimals. She'd pause a moment and if she didn't see a spot, she just put the volume at the end of the shelf. I followed her discreetly for a bit, reshelving as I went, but then moved on over to another area, because I think she noticed me.

    In the other area I saw a large, oversize book with a sticker on the front stating that it's value was $50.00 and that's what I'd be charged if I lost it. I opened it up and saw it was just photos. Something about saving the planet or we're going to hell in a handbasket with global warming, etc. Anyway, it was only photos. If there was text, I missed it. Definitely coffee table stuff. The reason I mention this is that recently my request was denied for a rather large volume, Wealth of ideas, published by the Hoover Institute Museum and Archives showing a portion of its valuable collection of the history of the 20th century. . .
    "The subject matter is epic in scale, covering the great wars, revolutions, political and intellectual movements, and personalities of the twentieth century. The author, Bertrand Patenaude, has assembled an impressive cast of characters, including many of the most influential figures of the age, among them Woodrow Wilson and Leon Trotsky, Friedrich von Hayek and Henry Ford, Karl R. Popper and Joseph Goebbels, Chiang Kai-shek and Boris Pasternak, and Bertrand Russell and John Maynard Keynes. The book contains nearly 300 illustrations, including political posters, photographs, film stills, original artwork, typed and holograph public and private manuscripts, letters, and diaries."

    When I got home I checked this title on-line at Ohio State, but it was on order and I couldn't place a save. I was told to check OhioLINK, and there was only one other non-circulating copy in the whole state. So apparently it doesn't fit university or college guidelines either. Interesting.

    Something drew my eye to the Cartoon library so I stopped to look at the 2007 Cartoon Festival page, and found a bad link to the catalog, so I stopped what I was doing to send an e-mail to the staff supplying the URL, because from experience I know that if you report a bad link, webmasters can't find it and you end up in a convoluted e-mail back-and-forth.

    I feel like I put in a day's work. I know too much.