Friday, January 9, 2009

'School' started a couple days ago.. well more like one class.. modules have been easy so far. ho hum. I wonder if I'm taking things too lightly at the moment. For one task, we were supposed to post in our personal blogs for other students to see. While some talked about their experiences in libraries, others about their opinions of social networking or the Oakland riots, I wrote the rhyme 'Ode to my first class: a 203 post' mostly jokingly and horribly cheesy. Oh well.

New years resolutions - more like a grocery list of self improvements

(9 days to late) that I failed to mention:
Improve my recently learned 10 key typing skills
throw the veg categorizing out the window
make school my No. 1 priority
read more, paint more
work on my socializing which is on a steady decline (and probably will keep)
listen and just improve my memory..sigh


Didn't have anything I was enthused to pick up and read from my pile on the edge of my couch, so ehhh I guess I'll knock one off the pile. Pav says I haven't entirely read the book, since I skipped the chapter about the army and the effects of bullets on human cadavers, but it did provide some interesting insight to how our bodies decompose (i.e. gases need to escape so our tongues and mouths, as well as genitalia become 'edowed'), cannibalism is China (up to the Ming dynasty, it was a practices that kids, more so daughter take a part of themselves and make a dish for their ailing mother in laws - boiled breast, seared thigh, etc), organ transplants, beheadings, environmental alternatives for the dead - human compost...

A customer that had bought a hard cover of this book said it was really good, but borderline awful... which is exactly a way to describe the author who goes on tangents and while interviewing mentions the obvious, tacky joke of the cadavers - insert penis joke here - . She is thorough enough to keep it interesting, even the book is somewhat dated. Main message: DONATE YOUR ORGANS TO MEDICINE/ Bodies to Science

EDIT:

From a resident of San Francisco, The Abortion by Brautigan is a quick read about a librarian (not your typical library), who meets and is with a stunning young girl (who hates the attention she receives from males constantly for her hot bod) and takes a trip to Tijuana to abort a baby that they're not ready for. The library, which is a place for anyone to bring in books that they wrote, unpublished, and place them in their shelves - no dewy decimal system here - is his home and a place he can't imagine being without.

Despite the writing being too simple at times, such as its dialogue stating the obvious, it's lighthearted, a bit poetic, and taking place in SF in the 60's, it's references to the city's streets and building is charming for any local - he even mentions his dislike of San Diego. Reading up, it sounds like a Vermont library put into practice the Brautigan library (http://www.jessamyn.com/journal/june00b.html), but isn't open to the public and may relocate to the Presidio - Yea the Presidio library mentions nothing of it.

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