I know a library lady...

...who once was quite anti-cats. Well, I wouldn't say she was anti them, more that she had a dog and cats were just 'eh' to her. Then a relative of hers got a cat, and suddenly the thought of having one of her own didn't seem too bad. She adopted a very cute little kitty, which shocked all her colleagues. Wait a sec...you've got a kitten? I thought you didn't like felines! But then it got even weirder...!

She adopted a second kitten. Colleagues were puzzled, confused, arching brows all over the place. I tell you, brows were simply out of control! How could this lady who didn't really have much passion for the feline kind suddenly have two cats?

AND THEN...........it got weirdest of all! Because this library lady got a THIRD CAT.

It was official. She'd joined the ranks of library cat lady. But she wasn't alone, because numerous of her colleagues were already in those ranks. Don't get me wrong, there are still staunch dog-only library folk in the same workplace as these cat ladies. But there's just no denying that, in this particular library at least, the tradition of cat lady-ness is strong.

CANFU

Constant and Never-Ending...well, I'm sure you can deduce the rest.

I'm eating old man lollies right now. Sounds gross, right? Well, they're actually the most tolerable kind of old man lolly on the market - gummi bears. If you've got any kind of choice at all, you should leap at the chance to choose old man gummi bears. The jelly babies don't really cut it. Party mix is very plasticy, but they're preferable to jelly babies. Then there are the utterly icky Jersey caramels that the entire chain of libraries is sick of by now. Finally, you occasionally have the choice of freckles. But I really wouldn't go there if I were you, they're not as good as they look.

Morning morning not just morning

When there are two people in one office, and one person passes by that office, said passing person must say "Morning morning" instead of just "Morning", one "morning" for each occupant of the office.

Toady, we did this...but not that

I was explaining to a colleague or two (or three) that sometimes (quite often, actually) when I try to type the word 'today', it turns out as 'toady'. No, I don't mean that guy on Neighbours whose nickname is Toady. Or was it Toadie? I'm not a huge Neighbours buff, so I can't say for sure without Googling it, and I'm far far far too lazy at present to open a new tab for that.

But anyway, we've taken to saying things like, "Toady I did this... Huh? No, I didn't do that toady." Oh, and "Not toady, thanks." I'm sure you get the picture.

Freakin' cressy!

Roses chocolates for dinner...Pods for dessert

One of our number just had a holiday while her husband took her kids down south for a few days. She informs us that last night she had a box of Roses chocolates for dinner. Dessert? Pods!

Said chocolate-eater's cat got in a nasty fight recently, and he's in a bit of a sorry state right now. But from what I understand of this burly bully cat, we should see the other guy (who, incidentally, is called Fiddy...or Blackie...or Barry White, depending on your perspective).

In other news of the feline variety, there once was Evil Orange, a cat of mighty evil-ness, but now he's living in Kalamunda. There is however a replacement, an evil kitty protégé who has stepped up to the mark. This white cat is known only by the name Whitey McWhiterson, but undoubtedly he has an actual proper name.

One thing's for certain, though - this cat is goin' down! Nobody messes with Superhero Librarian Elizabeth Rary's cats.

Aww, QR code sadface

I wanted to make a QR code (or find an existing one) for the sheer brilliance that is (or, rather, was) Get a First Life. But the site doesn't exist anymore!

There are plenty of traces of it on Google, but the site itself has been taken down. I mean, the URL's still there, and you can see a screenshot...but it's just not the same...

Sad. Face!

Still, something truly amazingly AWESOME came out of it: I decided to make a QR code for this blog instead.

Go nuts, people!

Dot dot com

Or is it dot.com?

We in the library haven't quite decided.

One of our favourite quotes from a library customer is as follows (and keep in mind that the library is part of a Catholic institution):

"Can unbelievers use your library catalogue?"

The answer given was, "Why yes, yes of course - anyone can!"