Hello, all! I'm Natalie, the newest author here on Gonnabe Librarians. I've been obsessed with books and libraries for longer than I care to admit, which has brought me here to chilly ol' Syracuse, NY.
In other news, we've been talking in one of our classes about Web 2.0 and Library 2.0. Wonderful stuff. One part of that is Facebook, which leads me to a link that was passed on to me just the other day. Not so wonderful stuff (well, for the poor guys involved. Hilarious for us. But I'm rather glad I'm not them...).
Oct 4, 2009
Oct 3, 2009
When Reference Interviews Go Wrong
By our illustrious iSchool colleague, Rose
This is the first installment of a serial story. Watch this space for the amazing adventures and terrifying travails of the heroic reference librarian! (Now you're committed, Rose!)
The car screeched around the corner on two wheels; barely missing the pedestrians waiting for the light to change. Several cars back, the police raced along the street avoiding traffic while trying to keep up with the speeding sedan. Popping noises were going off from somewhere as if people were throwing firecrackers into the road. I couldn’t believe this was occurring all around me.
“Geez,Louise! “ I thought,” I should be in back at the reference desk right now answering questions, not running for my life. What the hell happened?”
I swerved to miss a woman pushing a baby carriage in the street just like in the movies. I could still hear the police sirens behind me; they sounded closer.
Where was the turnoff to the bridge? If I could just get to that before they caught up with me I might make it out of the city and really hightail it once I reached the countryside. Then the only thing stopping me would be the amount of gas in the tank. Fortunately I had filled up that morning.
That seemed like ages ago. I remember feeding my cat then rushing so as not to be late opening up the library for our early morning customers. Who knew that the first patron’s request for information would lead to this cascade of events culminating in me fleeing for my life.
“Come on, come on, I know you’re out there.” I was talking out loud now; a sure sign that I was losing my usual librarian’s sang froid. Up ahead I could see the bridge looming into view. If I planned this right I could make it. I gripped the steering wheel tightly and pressed down hard on the accelerator pedal. The car lunged forward aiming straight for the bridge.
This is the first installment of a serial story. Watch this space for the amazing adventures and terrifying travails of the heroic reference librarian! (Now you're committed, Rose!)
The car screeched around the corner on two wheels; barely missing the pedestrians waiting for the light to change. Several cars back, the police raced along the street avoiding traffic while trying to keep up with the speeding sedan. Popping noises were going off from somewhere as if people were throwing firecrackers into the road. I couldn’t believe this was occurring all around me.
“Geez,Louise! “ I thought,” I should be in back at the reference desk right now answering questions, not running for my life. What the hell happened?”
I swerved to miss a woman pushing a baby carriage in the street just like in the movies. I could still hear the police sirens behind me; they sounded closer.
Where was the turnoff to the bridge? If I could just get to that before they caught up with me I might make it out of the city and really hightail it once I reached the countryside. Then the only thing stopping me would be the amount of gas in the tank. Fortunately I had filled up that morning.
That seemed like ages ago. I remember feeding my cat then rushing so as not to be late opening up the library for our early morning customers. Who knew that the first patron’s request for information would lead to this cascade of events culminating in me fleeing for my life.
“Come on, come on, I know you’re out there.” I was talking out loud now; a sure sign that I was losing my usual librarian’s sang froid. Up ahead I could see the bridge looming into view. If I planned this right I could make it. I gripped the steering wheel tightly and pressed down hard on the accelerator pedal. The car lunged forward aiming straight for the bridge.
Oct 2, 2009
Hi, all!!
Hi, I'm Carly, （Xiaoou）, honored to be here, as a new author of the blog.
I'm from China, came to US in mid August, 2009 to pursue my MLIS in Syracuse University, majored in Computer Science(That is the reason why people keep asking me why I'm not in IM program).
Well, I love books, love sharing, willing to serve people to help them to find what they want, or, as Prof. Lankes mentioned in the mission of librarianship, “The mission of librarians is to improve society through facilitating knowledge creation in their communities." Sounds exciting, huh?
This is ME!
Tomorrow is a traditional festival of China, Mid-Autumn festival, or you can call it "Moon-cake Festival". Enjoy the moon cake, ladies! (I really have no idea how to cook it even I consider myself as a cooking GENIUS:-p)
I'm from China, came to US in mid August, 2009 to pursue my MLIS in Syracuse University, majored in Computer Science(That is the reason why people keep asking me why I'm not in IM program).
Well, I love books, love sharing, willing to serve people to help them to find what they want, or, as Prof. Lankes mentioned in the mission of librarianship, “The mission of librarians is to improve society through facilitating knowledge creation in their communities." Sounds exciting, huh?
This is ME!
Tomorrow is a traditional festival of China, Mid-Autumn festival, or you can call it "Moon-cake Festival". Enjoy the moon cake, ladies! (I really have no idea how to cook it even I consider myself as a cooking GENIUS:-p)
Oct 1, 2009
He's baaaaaaack!
So in an earlier post I had to bid a sad farewell to one of my favorite blogging librarians: the effing librarian. He killed his blog, I said RIP, you will be missed, deleted the link, blah, blah, blah, and now........back from the dead.......it's THE EFFING LIBRARIAN: THE REUNION TOUR!
I figure he's been dead awhile, though, so instead of looking like this:
he probably looks like this:
The effing librarian zombie. So now I wonder if my link will open a portal to the realm of the undead. But I'm going to risk it.
Which reminds me--someone did an 18 page research paper on this: WHEN ZOMBIES ATTACK!: MATHEMATICAL MODELLING OF AN OUTBREAK OF ZOMBIE INFECTION. The conclusion? "An outbreak of zombies infecting humans is likely to be disastrous, unless extremely aggressive tactics are employed against the undead." No shit.
Then there are the zombie ants. Actually, they're more like pod ants, where they get taken over by aliens and then killed and turned into houses.
God, nature freaks me out. I'll never sleep outside again.
I figure he's been dead awhile, though, so instead of looking like this:
he probably looks like this:
The effing librarian zombie. So now I wonder if my link will open a portal to the realm of the undead. But I'm going to risk it.
Which reminds me--someone did an 18 page research paper on this: WHEN ZOMBIES ATTACK!: MATHEMATICAL MODELLING OF AN OUTBREAK OF ZOMBIE INFECTION. The conclusion? "An outbreak of zombies infecting humans is likely to be disastrous, unless extremely aggressive tactics are employed against the undead." No shit.
Then there are the zombie ants. Actually, they're more like pod ants, where they get taken over by aliens and then killed and turned into houses.
God, nature freaks me out. I'll never sleep outside again.
I've had the honor of being invited to Shander's unstoppable juggernaut of a blog! Allow me to introduce myself.
My name is Heather, and I'm speeding towards librarianship, flying by the seat of my pants. I did an undergrad thing at SUNY Stony Brook, where I must have gotten confused: I went in studying English, and came out speaking Japanese.
I'd like to say that my favorite pastimes are creating killer indexes and reminiscing over wine about my favorite Library of Congress call numbers. Actually, my hobbies run more like: Saving bugs from sidewalks. Playing Name That Plant. Drawing pictures. Pie.
I studied for two years in Kyoto, Japan, where I owned the karaoke scene, climbed Mt. Fuji, and made friends from all over the world. In the end, though, I left, because I just thought the garbage cans had a bad attitude.
In other news, it's October! Happy October, everybody!
My name is Heather, and I'm speeding towards librarianship, flying by the seat of my pants. I did an undergrad thing at SUNY Stony Brook, where I must have gotten confused: I went in studying English, and came out speaking Japanese.
I'd like to say that my favorite pastimes are creating killer indexes and reminiscing over wine about my favorite Library of Congress call numbers. Actually, my hobbies run more like: Saving bugs from sidewalks. Playing Name That Plant. Drawing pictures. Pie.
I studied for two years in Kyoto, Japan, where I owned the karaoke scene, climbed Mt. Fuji, and made friends from all over the world. In the end, though, I left, because I just thought the garbage cans had a bad attitude.
In other news, it's October! Happy October, everybody!
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