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coneycat , viasalamandersam .
Wanna get interviewed?
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond with five (5) questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to your questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five (5) questions.
1) What was the first long trip you ever took by yourself?
Well, that would have to be the trip to Germany in 1986, about 6 weeks after I graduated from high school. During my senior year of HS, we hosted an exchange student who has since become a member of our extended family (along with his family and a few of his friends). But I digress.
I was invited by his family to come and stay for 3 weeks before getting ready to attend my first year of college. So I flew out for the very first time on my own on an airplane. That was a very strange experience. Of course, I'd flown on a plane before, just never on my own.
I left Dallas at 1:30 p.m., had a 1-hour layover in Atlanta (that actually turned into a 3-hour layover since I sat on the runway for about 1.5 hours), and landed in Munich at 8:30 a.m. And I never slept on the plane. (To this day, I still can't sleep on a plane.) Which is fine. And probably saves my fellow passengers from dealing with my snoring. But I digress again.
Dirk and his parents met me at the airport (after I navigated Customs for the 1st time ever on my own!). And do you know what our very first stop was? The grocery store! Which turned out not to be too bad because I had never -- I repeat, never! -- seen a grocery store like that one. Still haven't, in fact!
When we finally got to their house, I did take a nap for a few hours to start getting caught up on the jet lag. And it was a fun 3 weeks. Saw lots of cool sites. Ate lots of good food. Got lots of exercise. Saw my 1st nude "beach" (Most definitely not planned on the itinerary! I'll share the store separately, if you're interested).
Overall, I saw many parts of Germany and visited the wonderful city of Salzburg, Austria (site of The Sound of Music). And on the flight home had a brief layover in Shannon, Ireland (at the airport only).
2) If you could magically play any musical instrument, what would you choose?
Hmmm. Well, in band (grades 6-12) I played the trombone, but I haven't touched it since. And I've dabbled at playing the piano a little (took lessons before grade 6). I suppose I would love to be able to play the piano more expertly (be able to just rattle something off after hearing it played once).
But if we're talking about an instrument I've never played before, well, let's think about that for a moment. Definitely not the violin. I have more than enough pains in my neck as it is. Not the guitar, either. I don't like the idea of the callouses at all.
Hmmm.
I guess I would have to say the flute. I love the sound it makes -- so ethereal and evocative. And it doesn't need reeds (that the other wind instruments use and that have to be changed frequently when they get blunted and/or icky), and it doesn't result in the various levels of lip numbness that one is likely to get with the brass instruments (whether you're pinching lips tightly for the small mouthpieces of the cornet, trumpet, or french horn or the larger mouthpieces of the trombone or tuba).
3) What is your favourite book, and why?
Oy vey! You would have to ask this question, wouldn't you?!
Well, there are just so many to choose from! And from so many different genres! How to pick (since it's so hard to compare books across genres)?
For mysteries, I would go with either Artists in Crime (when Alleyn meets Troy) or A Caribbean Mystery (my absolute favorite Miss Marple). Science fiction offers up The Many Colored Land (the 1st book in the Saga of the Pliocene Exile series by Julian May), Rendezvous with Rama (a classic from Arthur C. Clarke), or Dragonflight (or any book -- Pern or otherwise -- by Anne McCaffrey).
In fantasy fiction, we've got River of the Dancing Gods (by Jack Chalker), The Dracula Tape (by Fred Saberhagen), or any book written (so far) by Jasper Fforde.
What genre haven't I covered yet? Oh, yeah! Historical fiction. That would be Blood Games or The Palace, both by Chelsea Quinn Yarbro and featuring the wonderful Count Saint-Germain.
But I suppose if you want me to narrow it down to one book -- and one book only -- I would have to go with the only book to date that has ever made me cry at the end. I've only read it a couple of times, and I cried both times. So I'm not too keen to go back and read it often. But it did manage to evoke feelings and emotions that no other book has ever quite been able to do.
What is it, you ask? Frances Hodgson Burnett's classic The Secret Garden.
4) What is the strangest encounter you have ever had at the reference desk?
Now, I certainly cannot claim to have had anything nearly as strange as some of those items that Miss Information experiences. After all, I work in an academic medical library, not the public library where you get the really out-of-left-field questions. And granted I haven't really spent much time at the desk since moving to collection development 3+ years ago.
But I guess I've had some strange ones over the years. But the strangest?
Well, let's see. There was that woman who kept calling a number of years ago, asking you to look up the credentials of various doctors that she was ostensibly being referred to ...
Woman: Yes, I want to find out some information about Dr. So-And-So.
Libraryman: OK, just a moment. (Looks in the ABMS Directory.) Ma'am, I'm sorry I didn't find him. How did you spell his name again?
Woman: It's Dr. S-O-A-N-D-S-O.
Libraryman: That's what I thought. I'm sorry. I didn't find him in my first source. Let me check the other one. (Looks). No, ma'am, I'm not finding him.
Woman: Oh. OK. Can you tell me where he went to school?
Libraryman: Ma'am, I'm sorry. He's not listed in these directories so I can't tell you that.
Woman: All right. What about any board certifications?
Libraryman: No, ma'am. I'm sorry.
Woman: OK, well, thanks for trying.
Libraryman: No problem. Talk to you tomorrow.
Of course, that conversation didn't really take place. It's just an amalgam of the -- like -- 50+ phone calls I took from her over the years. And I'm sure
coneycatremembers the woman fondly as well since I think everyone who worked the reference desk took a phone call or two from her. But you get the idea.
But if you want something even weirder -- though not technically a reference desk encounter -- I'd have to go back to the 3 years I spent working in my hometown library before heading off to library school. A patron brought in a special cake that she'd made for the library staff from one of the old Gourmet magazines she always checked out of the library. (This was 1992-1994, and the magazines were all at least 10 years old. And she was always checking them out over and over again, at least 4 each time.)
What was it? A gardenia pound cake.
Yes, you read that right. Gardenia.
What did it taste like? Well, let's see ... was it ... um? ... GARDENIA?! Never, in all of my life then or since, have I ever understood more strongly the connection between taste and smell. One bite. That's all it took. One bite. And you were overwhelmed with the ... AROMA ... of gardenias.
But the aroma was not originating from your nose. No, that would be too easy. It was originating instead from inside your mouth.
In a word? WEIRD!
But memorable! (Yeah, that's for darn sure! Etched in indelible ink!)
5) Have you ever kept a New Year's resolution, and was it worth it?
Gee, I wonder why this question popped up? Could it have something to do with yesterday?
Not that I'm complaining, mind you. Because you're ending with an easy one. If that was your intention, then "Thanks!" But if you wanted to end with a doozy, you should have put #3 last.
Answer: Nope, never! I would make them, then promptly forget them. If I wrote them down, I would lose the piece of paper and always manage to find it around Christmastime. If I did -- somehow -- manage to remember the resolution, I would procrastinate like crazy. ("Oh, I don't feel like that today. Maybe next week.")
So at some point I kind of gave up making them altogether. It's so much easier living in the moment, you know. Not worrying about the future.
Hmmm. Maybe that's why I just hate having to answer those darn questions like, "Where would you like to be in 5 years?" Go figure!
coneycat , viasalamandersam . Wanna get interviewed?
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond with five (5) questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to your questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five (5) questions.
1) What was the first long trip you ever took by yourself?
Well, that would have to be the trip to Germany in 1986, about 6 weeks after I graduated from high school. During my senior year of HS, we hosted an exchange student who has since become a member of our extended family (along with his family and a few of his friends). But I digress.
I was invited by his family to come and stay for 3 weeks before getting ready to attend my first year of college. So I flew out for the very first time on my own on an airplane. That was a very strange experience. Of course, I'd flown on a plane before, just never on my own.
I left Dallas at 1:30 p.m., had a 1-hour layover in Atlanta (that actually turned into a 3-hour layover since I sat on the runway for about 1.5 hours), and landed in Munich at 8:30 a.m. And I never slept on the plane. (To this day, I still can't sleep on a plane.) Which is fine. And probably saves my fellow passengers from dealing with my snoring. But I digress again.
Dirk and his parents met me at the airport (after I navigated Customs for the 1st time ever on my own!). And do you know what our very first stop was? The grocery store! Which turned out not to be too bad because I had never -- I repeat, never! -- seen a grocery store like that one. Still haven't, in fact!
When we finally got to their house, I did take a nap for a few hours to start getting caught up on the jet lag. And it was a fun 3 weeks. Saw lots of cool sites. Ate lots of good food. Got lots of exercise. Saw my 1st nude "beach" (Most definitely not planned on the itinerary! I'll share the store separately, if you're interested).
Overall, I saw many parts of Germany and visited the wonderful city of Salzburg, Austria (site of The Sound of Music). And on the flight home had a brief layover in Shannon, Ireland (at the airport only).
2) If you could magically play any musical instrument, what would you choose?
Hmmm. Well, in band (grades 6-12) I played the trombone, but I haven't touched it since. And I've dabbled at playing the piano a little (took lessons before grade 6). I suppose I would love to be able to play the piano more expertly (be able to just rattle something off after hearing it played once).
But if we're talking about an instrument I've never played before, well, let's think about that for a moment. Definitely not the violin. I have more than enough pains in my neck as it is. Not the guitar, either. I don't like the idea of the callouses at all.
Hmmm.
I guess I would have to say the flute. I love the sound it makes -- so ethereal and evocative. And it doesn't need reeds (that the other wind instruments use and that have to be changed frequently when they get blunted and/or icky), and it doesn't result in the various levels of lip numbness that one is likely to get with the brass instruments (whether you're pinching lips tightly for the small mouthpieces of the cornet, trumpet, or french horn or the larger mouthpieces of the trombone or tuba).
3) What is your favourite book, and why?
Oy vey! You would have to ask this question, wouldn't you?!
Well, there are just so many to choose from! And from so many different genres! How to pick (since it's so hard to compare books across genres)?
For mysteries, I would go with either Artists in Crime (when Alleyn meets Troy) or A Caribbean Mystery (my absolute favorite Miss Marple). Science fiction offers up The Many Colored Land (the 1st book in the Saga of the Pliocene Exile series by Julian May), Rendezvous with Rama (a classic from Arthur C. Clarke), or Dragonflight (or any book -- Pern or otherwise -- by Anne McCaffrey).
In fantasy fiction, we've got River of the Dancing Gods (by Jack Chalker), The Dracula Tape (by Fred Saberhagen), or any book written (so far) by Jasper Fforde.
What genre haven't I covered yet? Oh, yeah! Historical fiction. That would be Blood Games or The Palace, both by Chelsea Quinn Yarbro and featuring the wonderful Count Saint-Germain.
But I suppose if you want me to narrow it down to one book -- and one book only -- I would have to go with the only book to date that has ever made me cry at the end. I've only read it a couple of times, and I cried both times. So I'm not too keen to go back and read it often. But it did manage to evoke feelings and emotions that no other book has ever quite been able to do.
What is it, you ask? Frances Hodgson Burnett's classic The Secret Garden.
4) What is the strangest encounter you have ever had at the reference desk?
Now, I certainly cannot claim to have had anything nearly as strange as some of those items that Miss Information experiences. After all, I work in an academic medical library, not the public library where you get the really out-of-left-field questions. And granted I haven't really spent much time at the desk since moving to collection development 3+ years ago.
But I guess I've had some strange ones over the years. But the strangest?
Well, let's see. There was that woman who kept calling a number of years ago, asking you to look up the credentials of various doctors that she was ostensibly being referred to ...
Woman: Yes, I want to find out some information about Dr. So-And-So.
Libraryman: OK, just a moment. (Looks in the ABMS Directory.) Ma'am, I'm sorry I didn't find him. How did you spell his name again?
Woman: It's Dr. S-O-A-N-D-S-O.
Libraryman: That's what I thought. I'm sorry. I didn't find him in my first source. Let me check the other one. (Looks). No, ma'am, I'm not finding him.
Woman: Oh. OK. Can you tell me where he went to school?
Libraryman: Ma'am, I'm sorry. He's not listed in these directories so I can't tell you that.
Woman: All right. What about any board certifications?
Libraryman: No, ma'am. I'm sorry.
Woman: OK, well, thanks for trying.
Libraryman: No problem. Talk to you tomorrow.
Of course, that conversation didn't really take place. It's just an amalgam of the -- like -- 50+ phone calls I took from her over the years. And I'm sure
coneycatremembers the woman fondly as well since I think everyone who worked the reference desk took a phone call or two from her. But you get the idea. But if you want something even weirder -- though not technically a reference desk encounter -- I'd have to go back to the 3 years I spent working in my hometown library before heading off to library school. A patron brought in a special cake that she'd made for the library staff from one of the old Gourmet magazines she always checked out of the library. (This was 1992-1994, and the magazines were all at least 10 years old. And she was always checking them out over and over again, at least 4 each time.)
What was it? A gardenia pound cake.
Yes, you read that right. Gardenia.
What did it taste like? Well, let's see ... was it ... um? ... GARDENIA?! Never, in all of my life then or since, have I ever understood more strongly the connection between taste and smell. One bite. That's all it took. One bite. And you were overwhelmed with the ... AROMA ... of gardenias.
But the aroma was not originating from your nose. No, that would be too easy. It was originating instead from inside your mouth.
In a word? WEIRD!
But memorable! (Yeah, that's for darn sure! Etched in indelible ink!)
5) Have you ever kept a New Year's resolution, and was it worth it?
Gee, I wonder why this question popped up? Could it have something to do with yesterday?
Not that I'm complaining, mind you. Because you're ending with an easy one. If that was your intention, then "Thanks!" But if you wanted to end with a doozy, you should have put #3 last.
Answer: Nope, never! I would make them, then promptly forget them. If I wrote them down, I would lose the piece of paper and always manage to find it around Christmastime. If I did -- somehow -- manage to remember the resolution, I would procrastinate like crazy. ("Oh, I don't feel like that today. Maybe next week.")
So at some point I kind of gave up making them altogether. It's so much easier living in the moment, you know. Not worrying about the future.
Hmmm. Maybe that's why I just hate having to answer those darn questions like, "Where would you like to be in 5 years?" Go figure!