Wednesday, November 24, 2004
In the meantime, go crazy with the Hero Creator. I designed a spiffy-looking vigilante librarian, with blue-black hair and a winged cat as a companion.
Alternatively, you can figure out new and creative ways to use these textbook labels (the first of which is actually real, God/Darwin help us all).
A really interesting story from 1997 was mentioned on Neil Gaiman's site yesterday, all about the underground folklore stories spun by homeless children in Miami. It's eerie and beautiful.
Also eerie, but not beautiful: an antique watch may hold the definitive answer to the mystery of Jack the Ripper's identity.
Potentially beautiful and not too eerie, just a little odd: the Otherkin. Are you one of them?
Have a great weekend and/or holiday, everyone! See you next week.
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
The Sweater Project takes a look at those wonderful/terrible '80s sweaters. I used to buy men's sweaters back then because they were so much better than the women's (pastels were VERY popular in the '80s for women -- ick), but upon review I am now not so sure that I was all that stylish.
Via the Sweater Project, I found Seizure Robots. They probably really do cause seizures, so be careful viewing the site.
You know what we need? We need potato chips with messages printed on them. Um...huh? Well, at least we can wash down the chips with some super-filtered vodka. Using a Brita filter does work, evidently. Who knew?
And finally, after a long day of looking at weird sweaters and eating weird chips and drinking weird vodka, you can rest easy in the knowledge that sleeping more and not making your bed has a positive side -- fewer dust mites! See, I always knew there was a good reason for leaving your bed unmade...
Monday, November 22, 2004
Anyway. I am back and freshly inspired about my profession, so much so that I will probably be adding another weblog to the Spooky Librarians repetoire soon. It'll focus on the more hardcore library tech happenings, so the nonlibrarians in the audience will not have to suffer. Folderol will soldier on, although I may finally take the plunge and go fully to Blogger, instead of the current hybrid we've got going on right now.
Today's inspiring message, by the way: Hack Yourself! (Like I said, I am newly enthusiastic about what I do for a living, so I'm embracing this philosophy. I may be jaded again by February.)
New York's MoMA is finally open again, to rave reviews.
Music and language are intertwined in ways we don't even consider. For example, some music sounds like the nation from which it originated, evidently. (Or maybe the country fits the music, rather than the music fitting the country?) Meanwhile, Dave Eggers points out that pop music can teach you more than disapproving elders ever thought possible. (I've been saying this for ages. I'm glad I'm not alone!)
And finally, the mysterious island of Atlantis may have been found. Really! It's true this time!
