Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Sentiment # 4: Tangibility


I went to the library with my two daughters the other day. Have you been to one of these places lately? I am so used to looking for stuff to read, research, listen to or watch online.

You can go into a library and get tons of free stuff! I was just amazed. I got a bunch of books for Sammie by Dr. Seuss and whoever writes those Madeline books. Then, I went upstairs and found a wall of sheet music books. There I grabbed a book filled with songs that I'd love to learn on the guitar like "Smoke on the Water" or "Iron Man". I went to the DVD section, you can just take DVDs home with you, no rental fees, no subscriptions. What a great time. I was getting greedy. I couldn't stop grabbing stuff. Little Ava was chewing on a copy of Mary and the Giant by Philip K. Dick because the double-wide stroller was so full I started using her for a bookend.

Sammie was happily playing on the elevator, singing into her new microphone or punching keys on one of the FREE internet computers. A librarian told her to "shush" and I got a deep, all consuming rush of nostalgia, I almost passed out from rapturous delight.

Then I realized it was my turn at the reference desk.
At the reference desk, which is like any software company's help desk, but ABSOLUTELY FREE, I asked for a book. They didn't have it. The lady (who was actually there and not piped in from India)/librarian told me that if another branch had it, they'd send it over in a day or two with no fees or overnight charges (FREE). She looked, but the book wasn't anywhere.

That was when I told her and her friend, another local, that I have this "connection" and I get books that aren't released yet. I told them that I had loaned out the book and hadn't gotten it back but want to finish reading it. The librarian looked it up on Amazon (I guess thats where they get all their info, even though they are surrounded by free, fact and knowledge filled books). Sure enough, the book won't be out until October. They both looked at me like I was from the future. For a brief moment I felt like a time traveler/future man. I had to snap back to reality and stop Sammie from spinning a massive five foot in diameter globe while wearing a set of headphones she borrowed from the FREE internet section. She has not been taught proper library etiquette and will probably hate me for it as a teen. The future might not be so hot.

Finally it was time to check out. They have self checkout just like in the grocery stores. I loved the burning sensation as I ran my hand under the laser! Then I scanned my card and remembered why my daughters and I are so unfamiliar with the library system. I owed about $15 from the last time I showed up and had my way with the web design section. The machine took my money and then told me I couldn't check out the book filled with songs that I'd love to learn on the guitar since it was a reference book.

I went to the reference librarian. There I asked if there was a way to check out the reference book. She said it had to stay in the library. I asked what the point of having a book filled with guitar songs which could never leave the premises was. I obviously couldn't bring in my guitar and practice there. My cute little daughter was shushed ten times for singing Doe a Deer into her microphone and skipping from freebee to freebee. The librarian said that each library has different reference items and if another one needs a specific song they get it from them. So then they do let the book go? Nope, the librarian said most people xerox the pages they want. I asked if that was legal considering copyrights, Napster's sordid past and peer to peer sharing. She said it would be fine.

The book was over a hundred pages, I had about two bucks, copies were .20 each and I had the brilliant idea of letting Sammie insert and keep track of all the change. I xeroxed half of Every Breath You Take and then gave up. At that point, a subscription to Netflix, downloading an album from Itunes, lunch at In-N-Out or a subscription to National Geographic would have cost less than my trip to the library.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

That Nein Danke show for the evacuees was more of a show for volunteers, security guards, the chaplain, LOTS of empty cots and some homeless people that apparently show up at evacuations to get free stuff like underwear, fresh baked cookies and jazz music.
Meanwhile, Sammie has a new microphone. She brings it everywhere. It doesn't take batteries, cost me three bucks at Target, mild choking hazard, made in China, hours of childhood fun and creativity. What more can you ask for? Its more reverb than amplification. Ava likes to beat it against stuff and make it echo. I took it from her when I read about the choking hazard. However, overnight she began caring about confiscation. Past tense, we would yank whatever she was holding, (inappropriate/whatever) and then just tickle her until she forgot. Now, she laughs and then starts looking for what was taken. Next come the fights over what she's wearing...

Saturday, May 09, 2009

Nein Danke

Okay that last post from my phone was a joke. Now I'm just texting to my blog to see if that works...
Long live the days of just letting your own spelling hang out in the wind (no spell checker gives me an awkward smile, the kind drunk people get when they realize they are acting drunk).
Okay, so I am about to go to UCSB with the rest of Nein Danke to play for the evacuees (sp?). We are back from Ventura and our own evacuation adventure. This is where I give thanks publicly to Brent, Jenn, Nathanael and Noah for entertaining the last three days. BTW Ventura is awesome, I am a believer I think.
Better start waking up the exhausted baby and cramming her into a hot car seat so I can pursue my dreams of being a jazz star.
Hope this posts, I keep trying....

Friday, May 01, 2009

blogging in the palm of my hand

I have had an incredible urge to blog from my phone ever since the lady at the store showed me how to change ringtones. I am so giddy with excitement that the too small keyboard is now even smaller. The usualblogspot.com options like adding links, spell chacking, adding images and other blog building activities just say ERROR.

I'm not even sure I am on the right page because the screen is so dang small. My full qwerty keyboard is clicking away all backlit and happy.

Why am I blogging from my phone now? Why haven't I done it before? Sammie is watching Muppets from Space with two buddies we are babysitting while their parents are outhaving the time of their lives. Anna is on Craigslist on the other laptop. Ava is sleeping in the other room.

I'd start drinking beer, but who wants to be drinking when you're frinds show up to pick up their kids? The blog timing couldn't be better.
This is actually making my thumbs tired. My eyes are starting to water and get all blurry.
Okay I just dropped the phone, that never happens with the laptop.
Okay my phone started ringing, someone not in my address book. I tried to switch over but I think I hit the wrong button.

Okay, they didn't leave a message so I will have to assume it was unimportant.

Okay, if I don't capitalize, the phone does it for me I press I without hitting the alt button and itg still capitalizes, this is the best day of my life! My phone has better grammer than I do. I make periods by hitting the space bar twice. I don't put an apostrophe in when I spell " don't" and it still shows up.

Okay my fingers are cramping and Muppets from Space is starting to make me want to start drinking. Hulk Hogan just showed up.

Okay, now my phone is starting to lag. Every other word I get the hourglass. Okay that last sentence took minutes to perform.

Okay, that random person called again and this time they just hung up.

Okay my leg is asleep. You'd think your legs would be fine typing on a phone (3 hourglasses - this is why I hate AT&t).

Okay why is someone calling and hanging up? This is like an episode of "Twilight Zone", or its cheezier cousin "The Outer Limits" considering the hourglass symbol, the weird caller, you, the voyeuristic reader and Miss Piggy with Hulk Hogan in the background.


Alright, if I can get through these hourglasses and prank calls thisll be my last sentence ( hey, it didn't insert an apostrophe in thisll like it does in didn't).

Sent from a phone