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MSKing & Libraries

Yes, I wrote in my journal about a trip to the library. The events are actual. The rapture is real. The wandering around drooling over books...unexaggerated (though I got a bit silly with the descriptions ;)). I actually wandered and drooled more than I owned up to in this...

The Mission:

Grab Alice in Wonderland and The Silmarillion.
Get a CD.
Get Mom's book from the librarians.
Walk out with 3 books, 1 slip of paper, and 1 CD.

The Actuality:

First off, I was the first patron in the library because I was waiting outside when it opened. They have been rearranging for the past three weeks. I have not been there for three weeks. I walked past the unfamiliar looking shelves to the kid's section (unchanged). Alice in Wonderland & Through the Looking Glass quickly became mine. But, look! Above that lurked Gom on Windy Mountain. Ooo, says I. I have been meaning to re-read that one. *snag*

A brief, longing sweep past the picture books. Someday I must get a list of all the Serendipity books, thinks I.

Off I trot to the back where the fiction is kept. Wha? Oh, they switched them in the rearranging. But wait, Letters of C.S. Lewis? *yoink* Fly fishing! Wow! I want to read about that someday. Libraries are such wondrous places! Laaa dee da. Ooo! Young reader's rack. The Ragwitch? I know! It looks like something Pam would read, I'll just pretend I'm getting it for her. Yeah! *swipe*

Now I'm hovering in the actual fiction section. Tolkien, Tolkien, Tolkien, hmmm... There's The Silmarillion. What else do they have? The Tolkien Reader? It's probably dumb. *thumbthumbthumb* Ooo! It has an essay in it! *clutch* *paddle off*

Let's see. I have a number written down. Better go find whatever it was I was supposed to get in the non-fiction section. Hey, are those gardening books? *swoop* They are! There's a book about grass! Grass!!! *slobbergrab* Oh, duh. I wrote down the number for CDs. *trots off*

Then I gathered up two Shania Twain CDs and started checking out what I could in the self-checker-outer-that's-often-broken. Got my little paper and had the librarian check out the CDs, one book the machine wouldn't let me check out, and Mom's book. Got another little paper.

Gee darn. My ride isn't here yet. I'll just go sit in the back, right by a rack of young people's fiction. That's the smart thing to do. *leans back* Beneath the Root? Ahh, those were the days. I wish she'd written more. *shuffles closer* I should write down her name and see if she has a web site...

*hand convulses upwards* What's this? The man who wrote "The Lady or the Tiger"?! How remarkable! I wonder what the school books left out. *totes back to chair* I'll just look through this one...put it back after. *reads sequel story to tLotT* I think I want to smack this man. He hasn't resolved anything at all. I'll have to get this book someday. (That's right! I actually put it Back.)

Hmm hmm hmmmm. [And now we interrupt this story for a flashback. No, seriously]

Pam: Hey, 'King, could you get one of these two books for me?
MSKing: Okay. Hmmm... Dragon Tears and Lightening by Dean Koontz. Can do. *takes list; goes to library*
later...
MSKing: I got both for you! *proud*
Pam: No you didn't.
*MSKing wonders if Pam can count books*
Pam: I asked for Lightening, not Cold Fire.
MSKing: D'oh!
Pam: That's okay. I'll read it anyway. (isn't she sweet?)
[/end flashback]

Well, that turned out pretty well (Pam liked it; recommended it to Dad; Dad enjoying it; MSKing secretly plotting to read it. Mwahahaaaa), but I never did get Lightening for her, ponders I. So gets it.

As I am walking back to my little chair by the tempting young people's racks, I realize I am going in the wrong direction because I should check this out now. So I reroute down a different row of books and there's this tempting little black and white book.

Book: Take me!
MSKing: I'd better not.
Book: Look at me. I'm slim. I'm small. I won't take long to read.
MSKing: No, I really shouldn--
Book: I'm large print too! I'm shorter than you think.
MSKing: I don't know what you're about.
Book: Who cares? My cover is black and sexy.
MSKing: Book. You have a deal! *snatch*

And that is why I have ten books, two CDs, and three slips of paper instead of three and one. It's really not my fault. *cries*
©2002-07-15
MSKing, hermitism.com

Epilogue:

Cold Fire by Dean Koontz really was very good. I loved "Leaf by Niggle" in The Tolkien Reader. [brain: She cried like a baby.] Hush, you. I didn't like The Ragwitch so much, but the second book I read by Garth Nix (Sabriel) was great fun. And I did go back later and get The Lady or the Tiger and Other Stories by Frank Stockton. I didn't really like it. The one story I was interested in reading ("His Wife's Deceased Sister") wasn't in it.

And the sexy black book? I hated it. It lied. *pout*

MSKing & Libraries Yes, I wrote in my journal about a trip to the library. The events are actual. The rapture is real. The wandering around drooling over books...unexaggerated (though I got a bit silly with the descriptions ;)). I actually wandered and drooled more than I owned up to in this... The Mission: Grab Alice in Wonderland and The Silmarillion. Get a CD. Get Mom's book from the librarians. Walk out with 3 books, 1 slip of paper, and 1 CD. The Actuality: First off, I was the first patron in the library because I was waiting outside when it opened. They have been rearranging for the past three weeks. I have not been there for three weeks. I walked past the unfamiliar looking shelves to the kid's section (unchanged). Alice in Wonderland & Through the Looking Glass quickly became mine. But, look! Above that lurked Gom on Windy Mountain. Ooo, says I. I have been meaning to re-read that one. snag A brief, longing sweep past the picture books. Someday I must get a list of all the Serendipity books, thinks I. Off I trot to the back where the fiction is kept. Wha? Oh, they switched them in the rearranging. But wait, Letters of C.S. Lewis? yoink Fly fishing! Wow! I want to read about that someday. Libraries are such wondrous places! Laaa dee da. Ooo! Young reader's rack. The Ragwitch? I know! It looks like something Pam would read, I'll just pretend I'm getting it for her. Yeah! swipe Now I'm hovering in the actual fiction section. Tolkien, Tolkien, Tolkien, hmmm... There's The Silmarillion. What else do they have? The Tolkien Reader? It's probably dumb. thumbthumbthumb Ooo! It has an essay in it! clutch paddle off Let's see. I have a number written down. Better go find whatever it was I was supposed to get in the non-fiction section. Hey, are those gardening books? swoop They are! There's a book about grass! Grass!!! slobbergrab Oh, duh. I wrote down the number for CDs. trots off Then I gathered up two Shania Twain CDs and started checking out what I could in the self-checker-outer-that's-often-broken. Got my little paper and had the librarian check out the CDs, one book the machine wouldn't let me check out, and Mom's book. Got another little paper. Gee darn. My ride isn't here yet. I'll just go sit in the back, right by a rack of young people's fiction. That's the smart thing to do. leans back Beneath the Root? Ahh, those were the days. I wish she'd written more. shuffles closer I should write down her name and see if she has a web site... hand convulses upwards What's this? The man who wrote "The Lady or the Tiger"?! How remarkable! I wonder what the school books left out. totes back to chair I'll just look through this one...put it back after. reads sequel story to tLotT I think I want to smack this man. He hasn't resolved anything at all. I'll have to get this book someday. (That's right! I actually put it Back.) Hmm hmm hmmmm. [And now we interrupt this story for a flashback. No, seriously] Pam: Hey, 'King, could you get one of these two books for me? MSKing: Okay. Hmmm... Dragon Tears and Lightening by Dean Koontz. Can do. takes list; goes to library later... MSKing: I got both for you! proud Pam: No you didn't. MSKing wonders if Pam can count books Pam: I asked for Lightening, not Cold Fire. MSKing: D'oh! Pam: That's okay. I'll read it anyway. (isn't she sweet?) [/end flashback] Well, that turned out pretty well (Pam liked it; recommended it to Dad; Dad enjoying it; MSKing secretly plotting to read it. Mwahahaaaa), but I never did get Lightening for her, ponders I. So gets it. As I am walking back to my little chair by the tempting young people's racks, I realize I am going in the wrong direction because I should check this out now. So I reroute down a different row of books and there's this tempting little black and white book. Book: Take me! MSKing: I'd better not. Book: Look at me. I'm slim. I'm small. I won't take long to read. MSKing: No, I really shouldn-- Book: I'm large print too! I'm shorter than you think. MSKing: I don't know what you're about. Book: Who cares? My cover is black and sexy. MSKing: Book. You have a deal! snatch And that is why I have ten books, two CDs, and three slips of paper instead of three and one. It's really not my fault. cries ©2002-07-15 MSKing, hermitism.com Epilogue: Cold Fire by Dean Koontz really was very good. I loved "Leaf by Niggle" in The Tolkien Reader. [brain: She cried like a baby.] Hush, you. I didn't like The Ragwitch so much, but the second book I read by Garth Nix (Sabriel) was great fun. And I did go back later and get The Lady or the Tiger and Other Stories by Frank Stockton. I didn't really like it. The one story I was interested in reading ("His Wife's Deceased Sister") wasn't in it. And the sexy black book? I hated it. It lied. pout
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