Just sitting around in the middle of the day in my underboos, drinking iced coffee and talking to a cat about Downton Abbey like it ain’t no thang. Here’s a smorgasbord, a smattering, a mixed confetti. Lick it up, baby. Lick. It. Up.
♥ My friend posted this on my Facebook wall, saying that it reminded him of me. I have nothing to do but take it as a compliment:
♥ It’s not like I’m obsessed with cats or anything or think they’re better than people. Ooh! Look at these leggings from Glitters for Dinner!
Alternate title: Fear of Flying, not by Erica Jong, but by me.
Do I love Thursdays? I’m not sure. Right now, I’m not actually writing this. I’m full of LIES, readers. I’m really zipping off to Anaheim for ALA Annual (I wrote this ahead of time, through the magic of technology and shizz). I’m not a super great traveler. I’m usually next to someone who enjoys shoving their elbows into my ribcage or talking the whole time or has a kid that sits partially on my lap. We’ll see how I do.
I don’t have a fear of flying, really. I fear being stuck with people who have no concept of personal space. At least on NYC’s subways, unless the person’s totally batty, there’s a general understanding that people want to be left alone. I dislike leaving NYC. Bad things happen when a half-Jewish pink-haired girl like me leaves the city.
But that’s no reason for you not to love Thursday and love things in general. See how I turned this all around to be happy and stuff? Bet you didn’t see that coming. I bet you’ve never read a blog this well-written before.
♥ I found this vintage postcard book of Disneyland. I have no idea if I’ll be able to make it to Disneyland at ALA (I’m kind of a stress machine and I’ve convinced myself that nothing will get done and I won’t have any fun), but if I do, I hope it’s just like this and I get to buy mouse ears and rock them like Gala Darling:
Oh, puppies, I am one tired potato. Thursday’s almost over and this chica needs the weekend already. But still, a TiLT just for you because you’re so pretty.
♥ I rescued these novelas from the discard pile. Not to fear, brave librarians, we don’t throw out books in good condition. These are old and beat up and the pages are falling out. I adore their covers: mostly big boobed ladies in knife-fights with alligators. How do they keep their hair so shiny and manageable? I’m hoping my man, the talented Tim Conley, can use them in an upcoming zine. Yo, this is my cat Lila. She’s the three-legged cat you’ve been waiting for.
♥ This has been circulating on Facebook, and after a half dozen kids needing copies of Charlotte’s Web for a report due on Monday, I feel like Stephen Colbert gets me:
♥ Thanks to Claire from Dreams Are Necessary for making me aware of thiscontest to “re-cover” The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. Here are some of my favorites:
♥ This Library Use Calculator from Maine State Library is blowing my mind. With visions of budget cut monsters dancing in my head, I am reminded at what a great deal the library is to the public. I’ve been calculating how many reference questions and programs I’ve done this week as well as what library services I, myself, use. Big, big numbers, baby. Leave our budget alone!
♥ If you make me animatronic kitty ears, I will waive all your library fines. These would make me even more popular during storytime: