Wednesday, June 16, 2010


Who wouldn't want to work among thousands and thousands of words over hundreds of years old? Especially when your shelving them and the row is already smashed with them. Then when you finally fit the dang book into the shelf, the whole thing explodes and comes crashing down on you. When that happens all I can do is laugh, except I don't have a quiet laugh, so its not a library laugh, so I end up echoing from one end of the building to the other.

I'm probably the loudest employee the Davis County Library system has ever hired. Lets try not to rock the boat or anything. :)

The best part of my job is that I get to read bits and pieces of books as they come through my hands and onto the shelf. Its like having a continuous Thanksgiving feast infront of you and you get to pick and choose what you want to eat, every day and get paid for it!!!! :)

So while on the topic of books, what is your favorite one, or two or three?

Right now mine is Star Dust by Neil Gaiman. Its an enjoyable read.

The other day I saw someone walking this rat/dog thing. It was cute, but it had a mustash and wicked looking eyebrows. It reminded me of those old black and white photos of the old cowboys that look all crusty and have the stubble.

I'm glad it wasn't my dog, if it was I'd have called it Billy the Kid.


  1. That dude looks like a prospector. "He, he, he, he, shoulda staked yer claim!"

  2. Stinky Pete!
    Okay my favorite books of all time are The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd, then The Man Who Ate the 747, then Cold Sassy Tree. If you haven't read them do indulge in the feast!