Saturday, December 23, 2006

fruity me

I'm in the Virgin Islands right now, so maybe I can be a rum cake instead. Yes, that sounds good.

You Are a Fruitcake

People pretend you're sweet and precious, but they know how weird you really are!

Saturday, December 09, 2006

the (in)famous Gulfport Public Library

So Howard Troxler (St Pete Times) has found a worthy subject yet again: the computer situation at the Gulfport Public Library.

While I cringed reading the first few paragraphs, I'm really glad this was written. Sometimes those of us with our own gadgets and super speed access in our backyards and bathrooms forget that others are stuck with the library machines, a waiting list, and 4 different people (perhaps) peeking at the screen. But that really is their only Internet access, and they need that for a variety of critical activities (apply for Food Stamps or a job, maybe renew a driver's license, anyone?). And while libraries try very hard to accomodate everyone, libraries are operating with severely limited resources.

If our libraries are to seriously meet the access needs of everyone left in our society's wake, library funding needs to increase enormously. And until we're ready for that, there are going to be waiting lists, time limits, and some creep sitting 4 inches away.

What amazes me is that the people complaining about this, in my experience, are most often the ones who have good access at home but want to check their email while running errands or waiting for their kids. Seriously, people, it's free and they don't make you buy a soy-free venti lattamochachino. Find someone else to take out your holiday spirit on.

And props to Troxler. This is a huge issue in every library I know of, and like most issues related to libraries and information access, needs way more publicity.

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

All caffeinated with no place I want to go..

So,

1 presentation later today + 1 final project due friday = miserable week

Being awake at ridiculous hours may be the first step, but it's apparently not the only step. I somehow got stuck playing in photoshop (had to obtain it for the friday-final-project), brain refusing to do anything resembling school. Arguably better than sudoku, or maybe not.

Pointless to be up, but here I am. I've lived through so many last weeks of so many semesters, and it never seems to go any more smoothly.

Like I said, here I am: