Thursday, March 30, 2006

yet another reason why shania twain is bad for you...

From the BBC - this crazy ass story - more like "man, I feel like an idiot", wot?? heh... link via BoingBoing, where you can also read about the guy who wasn't charged for drunk driving because he believed Shania was helping him drive. Damn, I love this country...

So Viv and I checked out a fabu-female-icious show last night at Kool Haus. Global Divas was absolutely incredible - there was enough talent on stage to make your head spin. Truly this goes down as one of the most diverse events I've had the pleasure to attend. Where else can you hear an Inuit throat singer jam with a Cuban-inspired jazz band? Absolutely ethereal, and made better only by the company of the ever-inspirational-and-always-rocking Vivian, and the consumption of some $10 per glass red wine - but it was actually more like 2 glasses - so worth it - but uh - yeah, $10 is about what I normally pay for a bottle of wine - damn charity fundraisers and their pricey wine!

In other news, the plant is dead, long live the plant... It's in a plastic bag in my office - kinda sick in a way - it's like Torso - but with plants. I'm not sure if the cleaning staff are going to turn me in or not. And what to do with the freaking gigantic pot the thing was in?? Can you cooler?!

Friday, March 24, 2006

oh. the guilt.

So - I have this plant in my office - I inherited it, it's not mine. I have a feeling it's lived in that very office, in the same pot, since the building went up decades ago. It's a schefflera. It's not rocket science to look after these babies. And yet mine is dead. Well, not quite dead, but it's rather ill. And yes, I water it. And no, it doesn't get a lot of light but, well, that's the fate of the office plant. And up until a week or so ago it was fine. So now, on a regular basis, people walk past my office and say things like "hey your plant is dead" or "wow, what did you do to it?" or "elizabeth, your plant is not looking good". Really? Wow. Hadn't noticed. Come ON people. It's sad, I do hate to see plants die - especially when I'm somehow responsible for them - but frankly, I don't care too much for this plant and yet I still have guilt. So much guilt that I feel the need to express how much I tried to save it to anyone who'll listen. "oh gosh I watered it, I just don't know what happened!" "Yeah, I know, I really tried to aerate the soil and everything!" Um. WHY THE HELL DO I CARE?! It's the mother-guilt thing, manifested in plant care, and it's stressing me out. So I've taken a new tactic, one that will no doubt raise some eyebrows. Oh yes. I've decided to tell people that...I killed it...outright...yes, I hated that plant with all my being and I did away with will, of course, have to look like an accident...can I count on you to help me move the body? can't tell anyone of course... Maybe then they'll ALL just leave me alone.

So on the way out at lunch today listening to the nooner on the Edge (they were having a threesome nooner, but I'll ignore that for now) I heard the strangest song ever. Okay, maybe not *ever* - but it was weird - Limp Bizkit & Everlast covering Faith by George Michael - with - uh - some of David Bowie's Fame mixed in. Can I get a wtf from y'all?? And this song is old - why have I not heard it before? Not that I'm complaining, mind you. *shudders* I did get to hear Feel It by Jakalope, which made up for the Faith weirdness - sort of. Loving Jakalope.

Also, in the loving frame of mind is this story about the demise of that oh-so-annoying couple on the Canadian Tire ads. Oh yeah, didn't we all hate them?? Ted and Gloria - who even knew they had names? And who cared? I mean if they were your neighbours, wouldn't you have come up with names of your own for them anyway? Or maybe you did! If so, I'd love to hear them... And if you're interested, the Royal Canadian Air Farce has some good impressions of them - complete with Luba Goy WAY too focused on the word "tool"...heh...

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

I think I look good

as a Simpsons character. But then really, who doesn't? Link once again from the LiB's site. Get yer own Simpsons persona. I kinda like the fact that the cartoon e-L hangs out at Moe's - is he telling her to get lost, or beckoning her in? Hmmm...

Monday, March 13, 2006

couldn't have said it better myself...


Want your own witty Einstein? Go here. Heads-up was courtesy of the LibrarianInBlack. She rocks.

In other news, apparently obesity is the new terrorism. It's "the terror within..." according to the US Surgeon General (anyone else get the mental image of some big military brass ordering other surgeons around while bombs are going off and machine gunfire rains down?? k, maybe it's just me then) and while there are plenty of jokes to be made here - and I mean plenty - it's also an interesting read.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

so NOT the target market

Over the past several months I've developed a taste for some extreme music. Not exactly *extreme* in the - uh - extreme sense - but in more of the "ummm, lady get a grip" sense. I can't explain it, but I'm gravitating to bands like Northern State (whose Girl For All Seasons is actually a good pick for International Women's Day) and artists like M.I.A. So. What's up?? Well, in a way I blame iTunes. Well, not blame actually - but thank. I like being able to check out the new singles on Tuesdays, surf around for new bands and find stuff that I normally wouldn't hear. Also, a switch from commercial radio to CBC (I've already blogged about the National Playlist here) and to the college (C101.5) and the university (CFMU) radio stations has given me a fresh new look at new music, which is cool. But how would these bands feel about a pushing-40 mother of two digging their music? I'm not sure. But if you'll excuse me, I gotta go download some Gorillaz...

Thursday, March 02, 2006

someone somewhere in summertime

I have the coolest hairstylist in the world. Really. Not only does she make me look fabulous on a regular basis, and not only is she one of the most down to earth and amazing people I know BUT she also recently gave me a bunch of iTunes gift certificates, allowing me to download to my heart's content. Oh yeah. And, since we regularly reminisce about our fave bands and songs from the 80s, and since she's invited me to go to Mod Club in a few weeks (and I'm beyond excited!!) I decided to use my new-found wealth to download some of my fave tracks/albums from my tender years. Yeah, so tonight it's New Gold Dream from Simple Minds. I have that album - on gold vinyl, no less. And I still love Jim Kerr. And so does Kim, and that's what initially brought us closer - the love for Jim AND the disbelief that he was with Chrissy Hynde. And really, what's up with that? Did she intimidate him into being with her? I mean, he could have had me - and actually, let's be honest, he still could. And I'm WAY nicer, and not so into the black eyeliner as to be So Jim, if you're reading this, give me a call!


I love my job. I seriously do. Sometimes though, I get in a state where I wonder "oh my gosh, what am I doing here?? and how did I get here??" (with apologies to David Byrne) And by here I don't necessarily mean *here* - as in the actual location - I mean HERE - as in libraryworld. Libraryworld is a strange and wondrous place, and occasionally I feel alienated from it. More about that in another post. I'm sure everyone, no matter their profession goes through the "how did I end up here and not someplace else? and do I even want to be here?" thing on a fairly regular basis. It's only natural. And as much as I get the feeling I've lost the plot every so often, it was so not that way this week, as my very rewarding job became even more...well...very rewarding. No, I've not yet been made permanent; and no, I didn't get a pay increase. So - what were the things that thrilled me to the core this week? Well. Firstly, I was asked to do some research. Yep, *real* research. Not the "well this might come in handy some day so why don't you spend some time checking it out" sort of research. But the "we need this stuff within two weeks because this can have a direct effect on the bottom line and the way we look at things in this company" research. Wow. And of course this is so the kind of thing that should be given to the corporate librarian - I just keep forgettting that it's me. Cool.

And now, item number two on my thrill-o-meter this week was...oh entire year's worth of a particular journal that I ordered, arrived in one day! I swear I squealed with excitement as I opened the package. Now, how can that possibly be thrilling I can hear you all asking. Well, just know this - my library is a sad, sad place. Oh yes, it has journals - most of the subscriptions ended circa 1992. Don't even talk to me about electronic journal article databases. Oh yes, it has books - most of the books are c1976. So - when e-L receives the 4 issues of the 2005 South East Asia Iron & Steel Institute Quarterly, this is cause for celebration! I requested that the library purchase this publication, I spent time lobbying for it and kept records of how many times articles were requested from it. With this year's issues alone I can fulfill more than a dozen requests for articles that I had *just this week*. Add to that the fact that we are now the only library in Canada that holds this journal and that, to me, is what it's all about. Feel the love, people.

So while the "yikes what am I doing here" beast raises its head upon occasion, not so this week. This week....I.....AM....LIBRARIAN!!!
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