Sorry I have been MIA today.... I am in training.... yet again. I think this is the last session before we start actually using the new system. I wish I had something fun and exciting to report... I got some fun new beads yesterday. I am going to try and get Lynne to take some pictures so I can post them next week. No real exciting 4th of July plans... I work Sat and I am going to see They Might Be Giants Sat night.... Sunday going to the lake with Lynne and the dogs. Monday is just going to be a beading frenzy. *lol* Anyone want to come and help out? I will supply videos and pizza. :D
I am not normally a quiz person, but I took one on how optimistic you are... According to them I am "Bright sunshine: Life is great--and it will continue that way! Not only do you tend to find the silver lining in every cloud, you also believe that silver lining will stick around for the long term." I had no idea.
Sorting through some of today's periodicals I came across a Catholic magaizine called Crisis. From what I can tell it is a pretty conservative journal. I was raided Catholic and even went to a Catholic High School. I was one of the first alter girls in my church, even before the Pope approved. I was a eucharistic minister and a lecturer. I am not sure when I started to question the Church, but it was certainly before I stopped practicing. In reading an ad in Crisis about 12 myths that "every Catholic" must expose I realized that many of these were part of the reason I left the Church. Here are the biggies....
1) I am pro choice 2) I believe that birth control is okay 3) I don't belive homosexuality is wrong 4) I believe women should be allowed to be priests 5) I think priests should be allowed to marry 6) I don't believe divorce is wrong 7) I don't belive that the Catholicism is the only choice 8 ) I don't belive that assisted suicide is wrong
There are many other reasons, but these are the biggest. And when I tried to bring some of these to the attention of someone I was told it was a cop out. Well maybe, but I had a hard time coming up with reasons to stay. One of the things I love about the Catholic Church is the the tradition, but it is also what makes change so difficult. I don't agree with the Church going to AIDS ravaged countries and telling people condoms spread AIDS. I don't believe that everything is black or white. So, I look at magazines like Crisis and I am filled with frustration. They even say that questioning your faith is bad... I say if you don't question it, then how do you know how deep it goes? If you believe in the bible even Jesus questioned his faith.
What do I believe now? I am not really sure... I think that there is something out there, but I haven't tried to give it form. I just try and live my life the best way I can. Really I think that is all one can do.
My weekend was pretty calm. I went to Dominic's with Lynne on Friday night... we sat outside drinking Sangria and eating pizza bread. The place was packed and we were lucky to get a seat. I was pretty tipsy, and from what friends tell me really cute. We then went to the Dairy Queen for an ice cream treat. It was a lovely evening.
Saturday was a lazy day, I spent most of it re-reading the fifth Harry Potter book. Luckily the animals left me alone for the most part. I pried myself off the couch to go downtown to meet friends and go see the new Michael Moore film. All I can say is wow. If you have already decided which side you are on this movie probably won't change your mind. If you go in undecided it might. Politics aside the editing of this movie was amazing. He never kept you happy/sad/angry for too long, never letting you get complacent. I am in a fairly liberal area and the theater was packed. People were laughing, clapping, shouting through out the movie. And that is what I loved about it.... wether you agree with what he is saying or not you will react to what he is saying. I think the best part of the whole movie is the music he picked to play durning different clips.... from the Go Go's "Vacation" to the theme song to "Greatest American Hereo" ot REM's "Shiny Happy People". The most touching moments dealt with Lila Lipscomb who lost a son in Iraq. Watching her almost collapse was very uncomfortable. And for me being from Flint it was also interesting when he goes back to talk to some young men from the area and also follows some recruiters around the "other mall" trying to sign people up for the Marines. I couldn't go on and on, but I will just say I think you should see it... but that is just my opinion. :D
Sunday was spent making jewelry and relaxing. All in all it was a perfect weekend. I can't belive that the Fourth of July is next week...yikes. Where are the days going?
Saturday night I dreamt that I was walking with my friend Angela down Williams Street in prom dresses. There 70s/Little House on the Prarie style dresses, with the big ruffle across the bosom. We were wearing huge wrist corsages. We had dates with us, but I didn't know who they were. As we walked up the street I noticed that the ivy covered house (in earlier photos of mine) wasn't in it's usual spot. It had moved to state street... and as we walked I saw the back of it had ivy too, but not as much. It was red ivy and was shaped like a tree. I thought it was pretty amazing and went to tell the others, but they were looking at a giant spider web in a tree right near us. It was huge and looked like it had a huge fly caught in it... then a couple of bear cubs jumped out of the trees and were dancing around us. The mama bear came running up. I don't remember feeling scared, but our dates ran off. Angela and I waited on a porch for them to go away.
I love this photo... I have a postcard of it up in my cubicle at work. (I have been told that mine is the most decorated int eh library) It is one those reminders that no matter where we are, no matter how rich or poor the end is the same. I don't think that is morbid to realize that death is the outcome. I think it helps me to live more fully, or at least try to. And now that I am thinking about it I have posted a lot of death type blogs. I wonder if I come across as morbid. *lol* Well, enjoy the photo... Have a great weekend.... just live.
Well, I am little more alert today than I have been in weeks. Trying a new OTC allergy medicine. I actually got some decent sleep last night.
Tonight I am going to see "Stepford Wives" with Lynne which should be fun. And I am going to see the new Michael Moore film on Saturday with a bunch of people from the bookstore. I also have to give Thelma a bath since she has been rolling in all sorts of stinky stuff. And I thought my life was boring. :D
Here are 5 things...
STARS WHOSE CREEP ME OUT and not jut in mug shots 1) David Hasslehoff 2) Woody Harrelson 3) Donald Trump 4) Joan Rivers 5) Juilette Lewis
I am really stuck for something to write about. So, here is some fun reading until I figure out what to say. Merlin's Lists of Five Things My favorite of the moment...
Five artists who probably should have been discouraged from dancing in their music videos
1. Eddie Money 2. Billy Squier 3. Belinda Carlisle 4. Ric Ocascek 5. Michael Stipe
and
Five things that must be stopped immediately
1. Pennies 2. Waiters introducing themselves then stooping at the table 3. Cars that honk when they’re locked or unlocked 4. Use of the word “obvs” 5. The Rolling Stones
I have mentioned my little book problem. Well, last night when I was working I looked over at the photo section and saw that we had huge series of books put out by Apeture on masters of photography. I put 10 aside.... but with my discount they are only $35 for the lot.... A few of the ones I set aside; August Sander, Alfred Stieglitz, Edward Weston, Tina Modotti and Paul Strand. I am blanking on the others right now. I sometimes feel like and indentured servant.
In other photo news there was a piece on NPR about a new documentary that looks a people who collect other people's photos and why they collect what they collect. It sounds like it could be a fun watch.... I wonder if it will come to the area.
Okay, so that is done. I just had to order this corsety thing for my brother's wedding. I have to wear a strapless dress and had to find something to hold everything up. My mother recommended Duct tape.... :shock: I was not amused. So, hopefully I will have ordered the right size. I am leaving this kind of late in the game, since I still have to get the dress altered. *sigh* Maybe I will try to find shoes elsewhere. Andy, if you are reading this, know that I am only doing this because I love you. I don't plan on being in anyone elses wedding unless it is in Vegas or on a beach.
Work was pretty busy last night. Lots of people brought their dogs in which was pretty cute. There was a 5 month old Newfoundland puppy that was just adorable. Some attractive men men stopped in. I managed to impress one of them with my ability to complete the transaction while holding on to an ice cream cone with one hand. Please don't try this at home, I am a professional.
I have to admit I am a klutz. You probably haven't realized that about me. I am always bruised from running in to things. Half the time I don't even remember actually hitting anything. Because I am pale the bruises are almost as good as a neon sign. I have a tendancy to fall, not all the time, but when I do it is a doozy. I don't wobble or stumble, no I just end up on the ground. I tell my falling stories and I can see people struggle with their laughter. Hey, as long as I am okay go ahead and laugh. I do. The reason I am filling you in on this is that last night I got home from work and decided to take Thelma for a quick walk before it rained. I didn't take the time to switch from sandles to tennis shoes, big mistake that one. We were about half way through our walk in a quiet neighborhood behind my apartment complex when all of sudden I am kneeling on the ground. I dropped the leash and my sunglasses flew about 5 feet in front of me. I pause there for a second because it had been a long time since I had wiped out so spectacularly. I look back to see what tripped me, hoping to see a big root or a person, but no such luck. What happened was that the sidewalk dropped about 3 inches without warning. I misjudged my step. After collecting Thelma I started walking toward home. I had to hold my skirt up since my knees were bleeding. Thelma wanted to smell everything and pee everywhere. I just wanted to go home. I got about 100 feet from my apartment when a couple stopped me to ask what breed T was... I am talking with them thinking that I wouldn't stop to talk to somone who had blood pooring down their legs (my big toe was bleeding too if you care. ) unless it was to ask if they were okay. The woman standing at the bus stop just 5 feet from them asked them just that. I said I fell and that it wasn't as bad as it looked... and that I just lived close by. I cleaned myself up and sat on the couch for the rest of the evening. I was telling my neighbor Jonnie the storie and he was snorting... of course he was really high at the time. So, I got to laugh at him. You can laugh at me... imagine me hobbling down the street skirt in hand.....
The first 2 photos are ones my friend Peter took of Moose (my cat) and Thelma (Gary's dog who is mine temporarily). The third one is of my sisters Emily and Julia... I just forgot to put them in my slideshow from last wek.
Get Fuzzy is one of my favorite cartoons... saw this one on Saturday and it made me laugh. And be thankful that I don't have tv because I am sure this is coming soon...
I had a blog topic in my head, but I lost it somewhere between home and work. Maybe it will come back to me soon. The rest of my weekend was pretty uneventful. I rented another 666 and have already watched 4. American Movie, Thin Man, Princess Diaries and Rules of Attraction. (Sorry, feeling too lazy to link them to imdb.) Still left to watch are the first season of the Office and Big Eden. The Thin Man is one of my favorite movies. I love the dialoge and the relationship between the 2 main characters. It is just plain old fun. American Movie was an interesting documentary on one man's struggle to make his low budget horror movie. I was rooting for him, but I didn't really like him as a person. I felt that he was mean to his family and friends who were supporting him. Plus he was spending money he should have been using to pay child support on this movie and schnapps. But if you are a fan of documentaries I would recommend checking this out.
I made lots of jewlery while sitting on the couch... I will have to get some photos of the new earrings to show everyone. I am pretty happy with how they turned out. Of course I am frustrated with not having the supplies that I want, but I can't really justify buying more stuff right now. After Art Fair I will be able to stock up.
I wish I had more exciting things to write, but I think I used up all my creativity over the weekend. Maybe I will remember what it was I wanted to say soon. What is new with you?
Only a few minutes to write here before I go open the store. It is beautiful out today. SUNNY!!!! There is a lovely breeze and it isn't supposed to get about 70 today. Just my kind of weather. I am going to take breaks and step outside as often as I can.
Last night I went and saw "Saved" with Lynne. I think it was one of the funnier movies I have seen in a long time. I mean the audience was actually laughing. I was a bit worried about the movie, because I liked the premise so much, and you know how it can be when you get your hopes up for a movie. Lynne told me later that she wasn't sure about the movie, but that she trusted my judgement... that and she saw that Michael Stipe was one of the producers so she figured it couldn't be too bad. :D I think what I liked the most was that it didn't make fun of Christianity, but pointed out that people don't always get the message right. I think Lynne is going to do a review as well, so I will let her tell her side of the story.
I think my cubicle is the one are of my building where the AC doesn't work. They say they have fixed it, but the only breeze I feel is from my fan. I am already a warm person.. but when I am hot I get cranky. Not the way I want to spend a Friday. I spent most of the day trying to catch up on stuff so that my "to do" pile wasn't too huge after the switch over. Unfortunatly they sent and email around at 2 saying that I couldn't use my system after noon... my boss had said 5, but he has been out this whole week, so maybe they changed it. Now I don't know if the stuff I entered after noon will be switched over. On the bright side I rearranged my piles so you can actually see my desk. It has been months. I even Windexed it.
Just read this article on CNN about a group of men who set a homeless man on fire. I have to wonder what goes on in somone's head that would make them think that this was okay. Events like this make me wonder how civilized we really are. Sometimes I think we wear our civility very thinly.
My local video store has 6 movies for 6 days for $6.66 deal. I love it because even if I only watch 2 it is worth it. I get this deal and then sit on my couch and make jewelry.
A pretty diverse group of movies. My favorite was probably One Hour Photo followed by Freak Friday. Manufacturing Consent is an almost 3 hour long documentary about Noam Chomsky. And although I enjoyed it I probably was not in the right mood to watch it. Russian Ark made me a bit dizzy... it was done in one continuous shot, so there was no editing.
A month or so ago I did a post about being touched. The last few days it seems that semi strangers are having to hit me in the arm... The lady at the Mexican resturant I frequent came up as I was paying for my take out hit me on the arm and asked how I was doing. Another lady I ride the bus with kept hitting my arm and saying "get out" after each comment. They were more like taps and not hits, but it was damn annoying. I am big on my personal space and lately everyone had been encroching on it. I know it is probably because of my magnetic personality, but still.... Maybe it is just the rain and clouds that effecting me.... Or maybe it is that I am too nice.... time to get the bitch boots out. (I am so not a bitch.... but it is fun to imagine.)
Slow night last night at the bookstore as everyone was home waiting for the Pistons to play. I did get to price a cool order of old jazz cds. There quite a few I wanted, but I was strong and refrained from making any purchases. It is a good think I am broke because I am in a shopping mood. It doesn't happen often. Thank goodness. I have to be good after art fair and spend my money on practicle things... like paying off bills and maybe finding a beater that will get me around town. I have set a goal for $3000 at art fair. Last year I did about $2600. I think I can do it. I am going to spend the next month making lots of stuff. It is becoming fun again. I was a bit burned out last year after it was all over.
I am really tired today... about 4 am Moose started moaning like a ghost because Thelma was too close to the bed. It is a very creepy sound... I was too tired to throw a pillow at him. *sigh* I wish I had made the effort. I hope they figure out their space issues soon. The other night M & T were having a stare off in the doorway to my bedroom. Moose made a break for it and tried to get on my bed in 2 steps. He misjudged the height and cracked his head into my knee. He was fine, just a little dizzy, but my knee was a bit sore. As cats do he just sat down and started grooming.
I was trying to catch the bus at Blake Transit Center on Friday afternoon so I could make it home in time to meet up with Lynne, when I saw something that made me laugh. There was blind guy, who I have seen around town a lot, and he was holding his cane in one arm and was linked arm in arm with a woman. At first I though she might be a guide. You see that a lot on campus, where people will sit in on classes with someone who is blind or deaf. Then I realized the woman had her own cane. So it really was the blind leading the blind. It made me think of the old Life magazine photos.
And before anyone can get all PC on me, I am not laughing at blind people.... it was just a funny moment.
Not so much going on today... still trying to get work done. Not sure if I ever mentioned that we are switching library management systems (lms) next week. I have had lots of training... and 2 more classes to go. This means that I have to get as much work done as possible so that the transfer will have as much information as possible. Then it is going to be about 2 weeks before we can use the new system. And in that 2 weeks my work will pile up, probably so much that it will overflow in to other areas of the office. Once the new LMS is up work will be slow as we fix up the data and get used to the new system. *sigh* The problem is I am not motivated to get much work done. I need to try though and any encouraging words would be appreciated. How do you get motivated?
On a happier note I am going to drop off some film today. So maybe this afternoon I will have some pics to post.
Fear has come up in a lot of conversations I have heard lately... both on blog and in "real life". It made me wonder what I am afraid of. I don't fear heights, elevators, being alone, butterflies, the doctor or flying. I really don't have and life altering fears that I can think of. Not that I am not cautious about things, but I don't have any phobias. And it is hard for me to understand people who do. Sometimes I wonder if I come across as being harsh or that unconcerned. And if I do, I think it is because I have never dealt with these issues. Do you have any fears that keep you from doing something? Do you wish you could change it? Have you tried?
It has been a lovely day so far. I was able to sleep in which is nice. It was a rainy sort of morning, so it was perfect. Once I got myself out of bed I took Thelma for a walk. She was all bouncy, it was very cute. It has rained so much the last few days I wasn't able to take her for long walks, so I think she was just happy to be outside. Now I am killing a little time before I start work.
I just finished reading "Call of the Mall" and found it facinating. If you have ever wondered why malls are designed the way they are or how people shop you might want to check it out. Though I would recommend "Why We Buy" by the same author over his latest one. Having spent the better part of the last 15 years in some sort of customer service job this was right up my alley.
Last night got to hang out with Lynne for a while, which is always fun. Great conversations are the norm with her. :D We are going to try and go see "Saved" next week. It looks entertaining.
I love riding in the car with my dad. (And my brother if he is around.) We usually find something obscure to talk about. When we were coming back from Flushing the last time we were talking about jobs that require lots of on the job training. Things that require a lot of patience and skill, that no one today seems to have. He mentioned someone who worked repairing and sharpening saw blades... giant ones, not your home saw blades. And that he had studied for years as an apprentice. I asked my dad if he had seen Fast Cheap & Out of Control . It is one of my favorite documentaries. One of the segments is about a topiary gardner. It actually made me cry a little. He talked about how there was no one with the patience for him to train to take over his work. My dad hadn't seen the movie, but later he sent me an email about a tree circus . It is amazing what a little patience can create. I wonder how much else we are missing because we are always in such a hurry to get things done.
A little late posting, but I ran up to the hospital for some blood work for the study that I am taking part in. I am probably going to have another bruise. I am also wet since it is raining yet again....
There isn't much to report here. I am glad it is Friday, it has been a long week. I am going to see "Harry Potter" with Lynne tonight. Tomorrow I am going to work part of A's shift at the bookstore so she can get a couple papers done. And since I just placed an order for beads I am could use the cash. J is coming over Sunday for a beading session. I am looking forward to it. I can't belive it is a little over a month until Art Far. And exactly a month until my brother's wedding.
I was walking to lunch and I passed a guy who looked like he was trecking cross country... had dreads and the big hiker backpack. Just as we are even with each other he says hi. Me being me I say hi back. Then he proceeds to tell me I am very beautiful. And considering my earlier post that was a nice thing. I said thanks and continued on my way. So what that he was probably a little bit crazy.... someone told me I was beautiful and that is enough for me.
Why is it that I always seem to get the cashiers/tellers/service people that feel they can complain to me? Do the recognize a member of the fraternity? Is there a sign over my head that says complaints welcome? Is it gentic? (My mom has the same problem) Most of the time it doesn't bother me. But I know they don't talk this way to all their customers. What is it about me?
The reason this came up was that I just went to the bank and my teller was telling about his woes with the power company and the cable company....
Well, it is raining here again... but at least it isn't as hot as it was. But enough about the weather...
Just a thought that came to mind the other day when looking through a slideshow my friend Peter set up of pics taken at Gary's going away party.... When I look at pictures of me I don't see myself. I feel like I look different from what the pictures show. It isn't that I don't like the photos, because sometimes I do, but they just seem like a stranger. And I wonder if this is how the world sees me. Does this ever happen to anyone else? Is it just me....
k
P.S. I am starting to feel almost human again... a few more days of rest and medicine and I will be back to my old chipper self. Oh, and I didn't have tick dreams last night. :D
My coworker, Brian, just sent me this list of the 25 Weirdest Things on Amazon. Since many of us seem distracted today, I thought it would be fun to share. The comments are great.... personally I want #24....
I am still trying to pry my eyes open so bear with me on this....
This morning I dreamed that my dad asked me to go by a shovel to whack ticks with. :shock: So Lynne and I get on our bikes and ride down the express way to the hardware store. There were lots of barricades on the road, but then it is summer in Michigan. There were lots of cars, bikes, and low riding kid type vehicles. We took our exit and found ourselves riding on the sidewalk of a small downtown area. We were passing enormous trees and ticks the size of your hand. Lynne proceeded to tell me about the tradition of whacking ticks at weddings. Her comment on that was, "Anyone who doesn't like whack a tick didn't adaquetly prepare for splatter". Then Lynne turned into my friend Angela. We get to the store and ask the sales clerk for a tick shovel. She looks at us all snooty and says they don't have any. Angela and I go and sit down and try and figure out what else we can do. My dad shows up and asks if that have tick shovels and she hands one over to him. Dad, Angela and I were leaving the store just my alarm went off.
As the Dead Milkmen say "I'm all messed up on cough syrup, so just like never mind"
Sorry, for posting so late in the morning... I was actually getting some work done. :shock: Can you belive it? I had my yearly merit review... It went well, short this year due to how much work we are doing on the new LMS. Of course, I will be lucky if I get a 1% raise given the state of the economy. I also have an appointment to see the Dr. about this annoying illness that won't leave me.
Last night I treated myself to Ben and Jerry's Oatmeal Cookie Ice Cream while I watch "Real Genius". Then I started to try and organize some of my jewelry supplies. 9Art Fair is less than a month and half from now and there is lots I need to get done. ) I ended the evening reading Nick Bantock's Artful Dogder which a biography of sorts. He tells how he came about his style of art. It is really facinating. He is one of my favorite artists, I have framed several of his postcards and have them all over my apartment. And I would recommend this to anyone who is a fan of his. Lots of great examples of his work.
Saturday was a pretty slow day at the bookstore. I spent most of my shift looking at books of photography. I limited myself to "Atget's Paris" put out by Taschen's Icon Series. Here is one of the pictures from the book....
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And a couple of links to info about him... there isn't a lot.
Well, Gary is off for San Fran. Saturday night 9 of us went and saw Harry Potter. It was so much fun. (I am going again to see it Friday with Lynne.) Then we all went to the pub for a going away party for G. So many people showed up. I mingled and chatted and didn't cry once. I was very proud of myself. Still feeling like ass, but I think I have been pushing myself too hard. Sunday, I woke up and had a nice chat with my mom. We talked about my brother's wedding and H.P. I will get to see her next month when she comes up for the wedding. Gary came and picked me up and we went to go collect his U-Haul. It seemed to take 5 hours. There was one woman working and 2 people ahead of us. We went to Charlie's Country Squire Resturant for brunch. It was quite lovely. Then we spent the rest of the afternoon packing up his stuff. Hit the Dairy Queen for a tasty frozen treat.
I didn't really lose it until he left. (I am a bit teary eyed right now) I cried lots and then Angela made me come over and have a beer with her and Peter and 2 of her friends... it was nice. I got to complain about the dress I have to wear in the wedding and the fact that they got my name wrong on my invitation. My eyes are still red this morning. I look like a demon. I know he and I are still going to be great friends, it will just be different that's all.
Just some minor whining today. :) Didn't sleep well, but that was probably because I couldn't breathe. I was looking forward to a long hot shower this morning hoping to help break things up... but alas there was no hot water. I had a bus to catch, so I just washed my hair. And hopefully when I get home this evening someone else will have dealt with the problem. :) I hate going without showers. I can't stand to be around myself.
On a happier note it is beautiful outside today. I am going to make sure that I step out of the store all I can. My dad also managed to get $120, or there abouts, for the books he took up to Powers to sell. Yippie for me!!!! It is also Harry Potter today!!!! And I am getting popcorn whether or not I can taste it. :) And after the movie is Gary's going away party at the pub. I am looking forward to it, but I am also a bit sad about it. We will see how it goes tonight.
I am just going to sit at the register today.... I have to find a book to read. Shouldn't be too big of a problem, I do work in a bookstore. :D
Well, time to go count the drawer....
k
p.s. Hopefully by Monday I will be back to my chipper self.
We had problems with this guy at the bookstore too.... but not with swearing. He is pretty freaky. Ann Arbor is full of interesting characters... I should blog about some of my library patrons when I have some free time.... But here is a small sample of what I put up with.
Enjoy! k ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Man kicked out for swearing says Ann Arbor public library violated his rights Friday, June 4, 2004
ASSOCIATED PRESS
A writer banned from the public library for a year for repeatedly swearing claims his constitutional right to free speech has been violated.
The Ann Arbor District Library suspended Fredric Alan Maxwell after he used expletives on at least three occasions and then tried to return after being banned for a month. Maxwell, who has written a biography of Microsoft CEO Steve Ballmer and is working on one of Apple CEO Steven Jobs, said he moved to Ann Arbor about 14 months ago for the city's great libraries.
He considers it unacceptable that he can't swear in them.
"To me, this falls way below the ideal of Ann Arbor," he told The Ann Arbor News for a story Friday. "I thought these battles were fought and won decades ago."
Library Director Josie Parker said the library would not suspend someone's privileges simply for using a word.
Though she declined to comment on Maxwell's case, she outlined the circumstances in a staff memo, saying Maxwell first was warned about swearing after he did it to a woman librarian on Dec. 12.
Police kicked him out, and the library suspended him for a month after he used foul language again on Dec. 30, an incident he said involved him using an expletive in a "low library voice" when he had computer problems. Maxwell said a librarian approached him and told him he couldn't say such things, and he responded by repeating it and telling her he could use whatever language he wanted.
"If she was offended, that's her problem," Maxwell said. "It comes with the territory. Yeah, maybe other words would have described my feelings on the policy, but it was my choice."
When he tried to go to the library two weeks later, police again were summoned to remove him, and his suspension was enhanced to a year, according to the memo.
Maxwell said police told him his swearing violated a city ordinance and cited him for trespassing.
Parker said the library's rules are posted in the building and on the Web site. In the last 12 months, nearly 1.2 million people have visited all branches of the Ann Arbor District Library. Fourteen were suspended.
Ann Arbor Police say Maxwell had an obligation to abide by library rules, and that the institution has a right to keep him out.
Maxwell, who once was arrested in Washington for protesting against scaled-back hours at the Library of Congress and has testified to Congress three times about public access to the Library, said he abhors the idea of suing a library, but wants his privileges back and an apology. He said he didn't break any of the rules.
Okay, I really hate being sick. I get all whiney and grumpy. I still have the sore throat, but it is getting better. Now I have a runny nose. Why do my symptoms have to come 1 at a time... why can't I just get them all over at once? Is that too much to ask? I have been reduced to eating soup and yogurt. Not satisfying at all. *sigh*
On a positive note a bunch of us are going to see Harry Potter tomorrow night. I am so excited. It is going to be one of my last hang out times with Gary before he leaves. What is nice about the group that is going is that they all love the HP books and movies... so there won't be a "why can't we see a real movie" person there. Yeah!
Well, off to a meeting at Tim Hortons.... I will try and choke down a donut. More later.
I searched my potato salad dream and came up with nothing. :shock: But when I broke the dream down here is what I got...
POTATO Depends more than usual on the dreamer’s own associations. Do we regard it as fattening, starchy, forbidden, enjoyable, messy, or what?
SALAD Taking in feelings and influences that are alive and create personal growth.
GIVING Giving and receiving are fundamental in any relationship. You can give time, support, money, sex and information. So giving in a dream usually indicates some sort of relationship. But you need to define what or who it is you are relating, and what is the giving exchange. This clarifies what you are giving, receiving or rejecting.
COOK/COOKING The cook might be illustrating practical life skills to make your life experience palatable, such as the means of dealing with life. or caring for yourself, in the sense of adjusting life situations. This might also link with motherhood or responsibility - of feeding ones family. It can also portray reproduction. If you are cooking for someone: This may show you giving of yourself to someone.
I think I will try and decipher this later.... after lunch.
Strange dream last night... all I can remember is making huge amounts of potato salad. Huge vats of it. And I was making people take it since I don't like potato salad. I was giving it to them in cups and cake pans... anything that would hold it. I woke up feeling a little off....
I just realized I haven't blogged about my bookstore job much. I work at After Words, a discount bookstore. I have been there almost 7 years. The easiest way to describe it is that it is like a TJ MAXX for books. We get the overruns, reprints and slightly damaged books. It isn't a store you can pick up the latest besteller or if you are looking for one title in particular. But if you are willing to browse and search you can find some great treasures. I think the average price for books in our store is probably about $7.98. You can get great coffee table art books that usually sell for $75 for $20. Not a bad deal at all. I get a crazy discount and book credit each week... hence the little book collecting problem I have acquired. One of the books I picked up last night during my shift was a book on Imogen Cunningham who was one of the few stand out woman photographers during the first part of the century. She lived to be in her 90s and took photos up until the end. There aren't a lot of her photos on line, but here is 1 that I found..
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I did a quick google search and there does seem to be quite a few sites dedicated to her. I am going to have to look into some of them a bit more.
There hasn't been a lot I want to write about lately.... I think exhaustion and illness are keeping any creative ideas I might have away. I have to go home tonight and try and make some order out of the chaos that ensued as I got ready for the yard sale. Gary is leaving the 7th and I am still processing all that. I am dog sitting for him until he gets a place that he can take her. Who knows, I may end up out in Cali in a few years. I am processing things internally rather than trying to write them out. It is all sort of jumbled in there. I am not unhappy, in fact I think I am happier than I have been in a long time... just lots of things to make sense of.
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I have training this morning so maybe I will have something to gripe about later. :D
Here are the pics I promised the other day.... I must say caskets aren't very comfortable. But not as scary as one would think.
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I still have a sore throat, but I am telling myself I am on the road to recovry. I think I can handle any type of sickness other than a sore throat.... I am such a wimp sometimes.