Still nerdy after all these years

I'm having issues with the two most feasible photo-sharing programs so no photos yet. I think husband took a recent photo of me; if not, I'll get him to take one.

I am learning more about my iPad, such as It Does Not Work With Flickr. I did get an utterly awesome photo app though, and hope to eventually show you some cool things.

Happy Birthday, twistedchick! May you have many more years of creativity, happy times with four-feet and two-feet loved ones, and enough of the important things you need. I wish you good health, serenity, and a jarful of spoons.

Perk of working on Saturday--got to stop by the Caribbean Festival in the meeting room for some live steel-drum music and non-spicy Caribbean food (never had sweet-potato pudding before, yummm!)

Learned a better cat-holding method for trimming claws from a vet on "My Cat from Hell." PIty we can't feed Ivan treats during it the way they did on TV--he was carefully trained to eat only from his bowl (or food from the bowl that he drops just outside it.)

All the planting and, I think, the transplanting is done for this season. Serious weeding time is coming soon, though.

More books! Two cam into the library this week. I'm currently reading We Are All Beside Ourselves by Karen Joy Fowler, which is compelling and excellent with amazingly fleshed-out characters, but Not for Sensitive Animal Lovers (per Terry Gross, whom I trust highly). I suspect I might have to skim over some things before the end.

Had my first Tornado Warning experience, while at work Thursday. Patrons were impressively compliant about going to the basement and leaving their precious computer stations (a major issue with fire drills). I had a nice chat with some of them while we waited for the end of the warning period, during which, of course, we lost power. All was fine, including my trip home and having power at home. I do not mess with tornado warnings, being the wife of someone who grew up in Tornado Alley.

I've been learning to cook East Indian food! So far my substitutions for spicy things and yogurt have worked out well (I think using coconut-milk "yogurt" instead of the real thing was actually an advantage to the Kashmiri Chicken recipe). Husband has scarfed up two helpings of each of the two new main dishes, fortunately. My very own Doumeki ::contented sigh::

sat up past 11 last night reading Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe. Don't pay much attention to the description on the link--the story is soon far beyond that lame summary. The title is a better indicator. The boys in the title are fifteen, very realistic yet atypical teen Mexican American boys in El Paso, Texas. Ari's minimal communication is eloquent, Dante is a new kind of nerd-cool, and their parents are good but still majorly annoying parents. You remember being fifteen...

Just read it. There are only a couple of sentences worth of missteps in the entire novel, IMHO, and it fully deserves the Pura Belpre and Stonewall awards it earned.

Deitie(s), I love YA lit!!!

And no, I don't feel compelled to read every GLBTQ teen book that comes into the library, just most of them.

Speaking of awesome, when I typed "IMHO" above, and right now, my excellent shiny new iPad filled it in, in all caps! I love Apple. (Except for iTunes, which still kinda pisses me off for being unnecessarily complex.


Lots of interesting patrons at work Saturday. I'll skip over the three old ladies who kept coming back with ore requests and questions except to say, "fun request for an Ogden Nash poem, where the Columbia Granger index of Poetry failed us but Internet win". There was a young man interested in science fiction. I was just coming on the desk so she passed him on to me. I gave him Young Miles, Dawn by Octavia Butler, and after he mentioned how much he liked Fahrenheit 451, a couple of Bradbury books. Woot! Couldn't give him any LeGuin because our branch has none of her SF. I think I need to ask Collection Management to buy our branch The Left Hand of Darkness and The Dispossessed, at least.

While I was typing this,husband was watching American Pickers. The guys bought a log with three taxidermied fish heads on it. Eew. Though I was amused, thinking "fish heads, fish heads, roly poly fish heads," of course.

Went for dinner Friday night and introduced husband to Dan Savage's Savage LoveCast. Husband laughed even louder than I did!

Typing this is a bit odd--my first time with the iPad keyboard/cover. The key action is radically different from either a traditional keyboard or the touchpad on the iPad. A lot like switching from a piano to an electric keyboard, or an electric typewriter to a computer keyboard (I can barely remember making that transition, back in college.) It's just the right height ergonomically when it's on my lap, but the whole damn thing wiggles. It's like walking on a sailing ship.
I insisted on installing the keyboard (only 1 hard part, where the instructions didn't match my iPad screen setup) myself, and assured husband I wasn't dissing his tech abilities. He said "I may get one myself. (pause) When they come out with a new model." He really must own better tech than me, you see. ::sticks out tongue metaphorically at husband::