I did it...
I did a google search to find out who dies in HP5 and found a message board. Aren't I bad? And I'm not even going to read the thing until I can buy the UK paper edition. BAD!!!!
Watch Spag balance: academic librarianship and professional whatsits, mothering, spiritual growth, and various other aspects of personhood.
I did a google search to find out who dies in HP5 and found a message board. Aren't I bad? And I'm not even going to read the thing until I can buy the UK paper edition. BAD!!!!
Back from Portland and my one-day NASIG crash visit. Pretty good stuff--a nice environment and I even learned things about serials operations. Mostly concerns about e-journals, tracking, licensing, etc. During one panel session, however, someone committed the fatal error of not tailoring the PowerPoint for an oral presentation. Dude, what's up with that? I must remember to never cram the slide full of text. The information was very good, but the technology in this case totally interfered with the reception of the message. I find that I'm also annoyed when folks read from the Power Point. If your speech duplicates some of the text on the slides, fine, but it shouldn't be a total overlap. Otherwise, why are you there? I reminded myself that I want to start a collection of funny library-related images to include in PP presentations as needed.
I'm off to Portland with husband and baby to spend one day at the NASIG conference (National Serials Interest Group). I'm not in serials, so this is just an educational journey. It should be interesting to see how the other half of the mono/serials divide does things.
Friday, you say? But it's Thursday! Such is the weekly rhythm of the mommy working flextime. There are challenges and rewards to the 4-10 workweek. How can you work 10-hour days, people ask? (Usually people who haven't endured some of the long work cycles of production at, say, Microsoft, or other corporate venues.) Well, the way I see it, I'm in early enough where not too many people will see me dragging, and by the end of my day everyone else is tired too, so it's really the peak middle hours I'm worried about.
Ah, to feel the rumblings of the inner geek again! To be distracted by the lure of the technoquest! I felt this a little bit after MAS was born and I was creating his website with all the pics for the grandparents. But that was partially sleep deprivation and knowing that I'd be up at 3am anyway. With the launching of the blogs it's a different matter. The drive to be up until 3am tinkering with code, making things just so. I haven't really felt that fire since graduate school. Those who have felt it know, and you can't really explain it to those who haven't experienced it. Anyone who has been in the zone, that space where you forget what time it is, knows what I'm talking about. I'll respond differently to it this time though. I will get enough sleep to be human and I won't steal the money during my work hours. I swear. And, it's not even 10pm yet anyway.
HELLO WORLD!/STATEMENT OF PURPOSE