It’s only Tuesday and yet I feel incredibly tempted to fly off with my imagination to some far off exotic land.
**sigh**
T-minus a few days until the weekend and its limitless potential for bookworming. Meanwhile here’s a nice little image to sustain you courtesy of the Library of Congress. Enjoy!
Bookworming it...at sea!
p.s. check out other images here!
NYPL has a website called the Stereogranimator that allows you to make animated versions of archived images. History coming alive. Check it out!
As surreal as it may sound, yes the James Franco goes to libraries and in an even more bizarre twist-he films himself doing it then posts it on Twitter. (Yes he is now on Twitter)
James Franco, a pensive reader, author, and former library volunteer Photo via: thefablife.com
Apparently he used to volunteer at the Palo Alto Children’s Library. Two things pop out…
Ever turn in a book late?
I have.
I enjoy a very tenuous relationship with my local library staff as sometimes I keep a book beyond the 4 weeks allotted because I need some extra time and do not wish to lose it to the great abyss that is the circulation system. God knows when I’ll be able to see it again or whether I’ll be able to pick off where I left off if I check it out again. There are also times when I’m so busy that I can’t make it to the library during business hours.
For whatever reason, there are days when my library record is squeaky clean and others when I have to cringe as the librarian scans my card. She usually informs me with a “look” that I have x book(s) out and have x dollars in fines. I inform her I will turn the book in ASAP and slink out of the library with massive guilt.
It doesn’t help that the librarians at this library have known me since I was like 7 or 8 years old….
My most shameful library story wasn’t even at my local branch, but rather in college when I racked up a fine that made my heart stop. Let’s just say that I had to write a check…but it was all for a good cause: a major paper during finals time.
Needless to say that my “criminal” borrowing past and the embarrassment it has brought me have convinced me that I need to reform myself. However, if I weren’t convinced of this already, a story from Britain would have inevitably led me to the same conclusion.
