YA Warholized.

23 Things

Letter James is on of those sites that lets you make picture e-cards with you own message in the image. Calendars and whatnot available, too, but you need to pay in pounds. . . .

The theme for this Thing is "generators." (How are they different from mashups? Oh, maybe because they are built from scratch.) The item going around at work this week, Slogan Generator -- another British site, I note -- fits this category. P started it, with the challenge to use your name. I got "New Thinking. New Lisa." A blog full of generators, here.

It's cool stuff, but it's not making me feel in touch with my patrons. When I notice what patrons here are up to, it's not this sort of thing. I see: poker games, social networking, tons of simple cartoony games, e-mail, and job applications. We're still pretty Web 1.0 at my Lib.

Read: Uglies by Scott Westerfeld. (I've been meaning to read this for an age.) Freakin awesome S/F adventure set in a world where at 16 everyone has an operation to be made uniform -- and pretty. I put a hold on a copy of the next book in the series, Pretties, just now!

Quite a Day, Here!

The public PCs were dead at 9:25, when I walked onto the floor (10:00 opening time today).

The PCs came back up by opening time. Good thing, because Porn Peeper was one of the first in the door.

When I sweetly told Icky Patron 1 to talk on her phone outside, she told me it was a radio, not a phone. (Well then quit talking to yourself so loudly!)

Some glitches printing to his nice paper.

"This computer went off by itself."

Yes PCs are filtered for minors. Yes, even something on YouTube could be filtered.

War and Peace for a kid who might be a middle schooler, but looked 10.

No, no Bionicles books available.

Next in the "people are still into that??" file: More books in Fear Street series.

Nice Grad Students had me running my feet off. But, they were nice. They even apologized for leaving the light on in the study room they had just vacated.

Yes the computers are full. The computers are full. No, there aren't any PCs right now.

Two people needed Angela Bassett's book and I could not find our copy: it was hiding on a display!

Nice Tutor wanted to know the name of the current release of Windows -- "Vista, right?" I double checked. Yes indeed. "Good, I need to update this joke before I pass it on: it has Windows95 in it."

And now, Coworker earnestly is telling me what smells like an urban legend about the origin of the word s---. But she says she got it from a good source.

Trading Card

For my librarian trading card, use "search for a person" on Flickr with the name "LisaLib."

I-Could-Have-Written-That-But-Didn't Dept.

On reading The New Yorker via Library Stuff.

Sash Cord Replacement

(No, I am not doing it myself!)

Someplace to Park

I could say any number of things on the subject of parking. I could talk about:

• the use of "I'd go, but but there's nowhere to park" as a euphemism for "there are too many poor and/or black people in that part of town"
• the way developers prefer to level an old building for surface parking, rather than rehab it, or, at least build a deck, so there would be no gap in the streetscape
• the fact that when one arrives by plane or auto, a traveller is welcomed to Richmond by squat, dullish parking decks
• the de facto observance -- or pointed non-observance -- of "the boss's spot" in technically unassigned lots
  
• or even the current parking battle in my 'hood.
  

But other than sometimes grudgingly calling some decks "not bad," I'd never given much thought to the architecture of storing cars. Architect Shannon Sanders McDonald has thought so much about it, she had to write a book on parking decks: The Parking Deck: Design and Evolution of a Modern Form. Sunday's Washington Post gives a nice account of a talk she gave at the Library of Congress on her subject (Philip Kennicott, "Stacking the Decks: How Parking Garages Got Ugly"). Early parking garages were handsome: the article includes a picture of a D.C. that reminded me of our town's Capital Garage (now apartments). Some designers advocated for tall structures with car elevators; attendants would store and retrieve your car. Sadly, in the U.S. we are all about do-it-yourself, thus almost no one participates in communal kitchens or sends their laundry out or drops their car off to be parked in a skyscraper. Sturdier cars -- ones that needed less protection from the weather -- contributed to the move from enclosed garages to more open decks.

McDonald (or reporter Kennicott) must have observed parking decks "welcoming" people to other cities, too: "... garages, in general, give you no sense of entry to a building, or a city. The grand galleries of old rail stations provided a spiritual sense of transition to the city. The garage is always a nuisance, with no sense of drama, or flow, or grandeur."

It's more clearly Kennicott's voice closing with the reminder that "The parking garage is an enabler for an auto-dependent society." He concedes, "McDonald finds beuaty in her subject and has some sensible solutions about how to improve her favorite building type. But in a better world we would enjoy their occasional beauty with nostalgic hindsight, in books as well as well researched and illustrated as McDonald's, or after they've been converted to lofts or torn down altogether."

More from Marky Mark (clearly the man needs his own blog): Library of Congress Flikcrs.

Noted

According to Sunday's Washington Post, Carytown is Richmond's "Mile of Style."

Capital City weather: about 20 degrees and windy yesterday when we foolishly decided to walk through C'town to get to Ellwood Thompson, home to NY bagels and out-of-town Sunday papers.
Watching: The Simpsons, season 3