Going to see my friend in the south suburbs of Chicago is always more adventure than it needs to be. Yesterday. So not a Birthday Month day. I am officially striking it from all Birthday Month memories.
Before I get into that … there’s a pending question, a question just begging for input from those hipper than I, and those who are as uncool as me too. We all get a voice in my world. But the forces of marketing in the real world get final say on whose voice is listened to.
Anyway, the question of the moment is :
So … what’d you like to suggest for hosting at the library at uiuc?
I mentioned my going to see Andrew Bird tonight in my post and Greg commented:
Hmmm, Andrew Bird will be playing at my library (you read that right) in a few weeks. Sounds like I really need to go.
[A bit later he said:]
Yeah, actually the whole series is pretty amazing. Started with
Loudon Wainwright III. Iris DeMent is this weekend, followed by Andrew
Bird, Dar Williams and finishing with Ladysmith Black Mambazo. And it
all happens right in front of the circulation desk!
Sometimes my library comes through in ways one couldn’t possibly imagine.
A whole series of amazing people in the library. My mind boggles. Further discussion of the music in Greg’s ibrary and of Andrew followed.
So Lisa asks the aforementioned question of the moment:
So … what’d you like to suggest for hosting at the library at uiuc?
It is a very important question, and something I’d love to see the UIUC Libraries try in various formats/places. My 1st question to this is "Where?" I’d do better suggesting places in Milner than at UIUC. But more importantly, I said (excerpt):
My immediate answer: Lambchop.
But let’s back up to a couple of caveats: (1) I am about as atypical
as a college student can be. (2) I have absolutely no idea about
current pop culture and what would actually draw other students to the
library and cultivate the idea of the library as a cool place. So
although I’d appreciate having a voice, I’m the wrong one to ask.
…
I went on to make some suggestions, and I could make more. But any I make are really only in my own interest. I can’t begin to speak to anything that would create the buzz that we’d want the libraries to get from this. I’m not saying that I can’t be inadvertantly hip, but not on demand, only by accident.
Anyway, over there or here, let me know who our libraries should bring in? What about other forms of artistic expression in the library? Such a radical concept. Oh, if you’re local or been here, what "venues" are there in the various libraries of this university?
Yesterday
Always. Too. Much. Adventure.
Friendship? Priceless.
Up way too early.
Escalating stress.
Late for work. (Gave plenty of warning at least. Score 1 for cell phones.)
Non-stop out-of-the-ordinary tech problems for 2 classes. And our students are starting to get "demanding" and wanting their music before class. But it is great to get requests, especially with our much more limited selections now. Garret is finding amazing free or free to us music with our latest music procedures. But, folks, I broadcast 5 classes. I cannot remember just who likes what in all those classes. I’ll do my best … but honestly, just remind me and I’ll get to it at some point.
The final technical parts of my 1st class didn’t want to end as they should. We were late getting into the other studio—about 7 minutes before class time. People are asking me where their music is? I get it started, but it disappears… all the while I’m getting Carole and Em situated with something new we’re going to do tonight for the 1st time. The 1920s Appalachian CD just would not play. [It was already in the player. I had no time to be selective last night.] I ran across the hall with about 2 minutes to class and no live audio and grabbed the 1st thing I could get my fingers on—Cowboy Junkies live—and then it finally works. Carole’s getting into the music and we started a few minutes later as I got other weirdnesses worked out. As in answering who it was I finally put on. We’re supposed to tell them that, and I had intended to, but getting the minimal things to actually start class were a bit higher priorities still. Then they’re telling me, "Last week’s music was better. I want that." Great, last week’s music. I’m still so generally stressed that I’m still hovering about a foot and a half off the ground.
Anyway, that bit of grumbling is all in jest. I love that at least one or two of the students are willing to care about the small details. They are, after all, my patrons. I love serving them. I just don’t like having to trot out the "it’s some internet thing" phrase as often as we do. It is generally the case when we say it, but it can be too easy to fall back on something that could always possibly be the case.
It finally starts settling down a bit. Then Em’s computer got stupid. Windows. IE vs. Firefox browser issues. Printing issues. Large swaths, but not all, Java behaviors disappeared. Try another browser as primary. Finally get everything killed and force the machine to reboot. Log in … log in …. All good.
Somewhere in there, get it printed from my laptop, because I couldn’t print from my work station. Ran downstairs and fetched the copy I printed for Em. She couldn’t get it on the computer and had no print copy. Customer service in one of the few ways I can.
All-in-all, it finally settled down, and we were being accused of having a good time in the studio. Lots of laughing and giggling. We still had many small moments with the new, improvised chalkboard technique. It was a bit light-hearted, and one must take their fun where they can. The mood helped me calm down a bit, but the tech issues kept me on the edge.
And if there is any such thing like karma in the universe, then darnit, it’s my turn. I volunteered to do this class with my advisor, Carole, and one of the best friends I’ve ever had the honor of having in my life, Emily. We deserve some fun amidst the sometimes Rube Golberg-esque ballet of live distance education.
And let me tell you, 3 years on a nuclear missile site in thenWest Germany during the Cold War will help one to develop a highly fine-tuned discernment of exactly the minimum number of discrete steps, and their exact order, if and when appropriate, in a "crisis." Of course, another 17 years just caused a sort of natural response. Six years at main circ, reserves and ILL at an academic library in tornado alley, other assorted extreme weather events, leaks, fires, and all the other real world events of keeping an academic library open. For at least 4 years of my time there, I had keys to the building. Worked lots of evenings and weekends. Opened and closed routinely.
Not to say that all those years of "practice" at dealing with varying levels of "crisis" has made it any less stressful for me to experience. And people wonder why I don’t like extraneous decision-making. Constantly being in situations where one may well be responsible for making important, possibly life-impacting, decisions and thus being able to get an instant fix on the "mission." What is critical at this second? Next ring of criticality and so on until fully under control, and then documented. What is the minimal number of absolutely essential of discrete steps, what order, which slip in and where when more time is alloted, does the order shift with more or less time,…. It plumb wore me out. And it still stresses me.
Life at the moment
I am not keeping up. In many ways. In many areas. Something has to go. Priorities need to be set.
Education and work are key. Education, though, gets (or at least can be) parsed in many ways. Things not directly related to school work are most susceptible. Education is costly (at moment) and resource intensive. Work almost pays the bills and makes education as inexpensive (or at least makes it as affordable) as it is at the moment. And "No," I did not contradict myself.
I should say some things about Virtual Jounal Club, but it has to wait. I need to do school work and work work. Although often, I honestly can’t tell one from the other. That can be both good and bad and points in between.
I’m not keeping up on the comments as well as I’d like at the moment. And the comments are really great at the moment. Thank you all! And I’m sorry for being slow to respond. I love them all and please continue to talk to each other. Multiple voices speaking with each other.
On that note, in reply to a few comments on Birthday Month.
Lindsey: Ambitious? I guess, but at the time it was pure and simple survival. And a lot of luck that many things worked out. Lots of differences this year; not much luck so far, but luckily it’s not so much survival anymore but nice benefit when it works.
Andrew Bird is amazing to watch. Hehe. I just looked at when I saw Andrew with Ani. It was Birthday Month last year and it was the Auditorium show. Ah yes. Impressed I was. But it had also been another case of Always. Too. Much. Adventure. [Stitching those thoughts...]
Are you still going to be in Baltimore next April? ACRL 2007 and I intend to go at the moment.
Angel: Thanks for the well wishes. I’m doing a bit if the same at the moment.
Flowers certainly can do wonders for one’s mood.
Do your best on keeping up on the music. But it is sadly just like trying to keep up on the books. However you instantiate them.
Moving on:
I’m losing the Battle of Bloglines too.
It doesn’t look like I’ll get a word of Buddenbrooks read for Mimesis seminar on the 27th. Not a good way to wind down Birthday Month. Oh well, Birthday Month will never work as well as it did for me the 1st time. I don’t see how it’s possible. But that still leaves plenty of room for future versions to be of vast benefit.
Heck. Perfect example of life trumps large swaths of rest of life. Downloaded Walt’s newest Cites & Insights as soon as it was announced a few days ago, as usual. Haven’t. Even. Cracked. It. Open. Not. Once. That is highly unusual.
And I have one more request for Birthday Month too. This is a weird one for me, because I am enjoying the sun and the large number of days with 40s and 50s in them, but this is February. In Central Illinois. I want at least 2-3 days of horridly cold and wet weather. The Midwest Birthday Month fairy demands it.
I’m alive and kicking off the encroaching entanglements of life. I hope to see some of you around the blogosphere as I have been enjoying seeing others comments elsewhere, but I may be scarce on and off for a while. It’s time to start cutting some, and reordering the rest, of the discrete steps to survive.
</sigh>
Now I must get to "work."