Cathy the Librarian

I don’t usually do movie reviews, but this deserved one. Gawd! What drivel! I would hope that in this day in age, people could at least try and make movies worth seeing.

If you haven’t seen the movie, and plan on doing so at any time, please do not read anymore…

Some glaring things that I found wrong with this movie.

The power is out, electricity does not work, batteries don’t work (Tom Cruise’s watch doesn’t work at one point) yet SOMEHOW
* You can get a car working by changing the solenoid – I actually did some research (okay I googled it) but a solenoid works by sending current through a tube. To do this would’nt you need to use a battery? Didn’t the movie just show us that batteries were NO LONGER working, by showing us that even Tom Cruise’s watch did not work?
* You can still use your movie camera to tape people getting fried. So the effect of seeing people getting fried through the lens of the camera was cute, but who are we kidding? Does the writer and/or director think we are complete idiots?

Tom Cruise. I will never ever ever be able to watch a movie with him again. All I keep thinking of is him and Katie Holmes and their poor unborn baby, and all those unneeded ultrasounds. Which any doctor will tell you that you shouldn’t get any more than neccesary. The whole movie I just kept thinking, this guy is such a (excuse the term) douche bag. He over acts, yet he can’t act his way out of a paper bag. Please explain to me why oh why do creeps like Tom Cruise get acting jobs, when people like my husband’s cousin can only get commercials. Why is this?

Now for the thing that really gets my panties in a twist. These so called “alien automobiles” are deep in the earth, so deep that no scientist has ever seen one of these things. PUH-LEASE! Why can’t they just come from Mars, like any good alien is supposed to? I’d take the Mars Attacks aliens any day over this dumb thing.

Oh, well. I wasted an hour and a half or however long it was, and I won’t waste any more of my time by reviewing it.

I still have to bitch about Hot Topic, plus I promised WATAT readers that I would post my best shoe buy and pictures of my desk (which I did attempt to clean). I have not forgotten you! Oh, and I need to post another review! This one is Supersize Me, and should be subtitled, You will never eat at McDonald’s (or any other fastfood restaurant) ever again.

I really haven’t gotten this excited about Christmas in a while. I think its so neat to be sharing this holiday with a little one, especially when its your son! I have had one really big concern though. I don’t want to do Santa Claus. A lot of people have been telling me that I NEED to do Santa, but I hate the idea that I’m lying to him. But then again, I do want to tell him about baby Jesus.
Things get a little tricky here because while Jeff goes to church (Presbyterian) with me, he has extreme doubts about God, souls, the afterlife and all that. If there were any doubts to his doubts, we have a subscription to Skeptical Inquirer. He basically believes that when you die, there is no where further to move on from that. You’re just dead. So for Jeff, I guess it would be lying to talk about Christmas and the Christmas story.
I, on the otherhand, want to believe that there’s something. I guess vision of the after life is a little foggy, but I think that there’s something. Anyway, I just think that if you are going to celebrate Christmas, you should celebrate Christmas, not Santa Claus. I guess that I’m going to try and explain to Jack that while we don’t think that Santa Claus is real, that doesn’t mean that other kids don’t and we need to respect that. I think this whole thing is tricky, but I want Christmas to be special, not that whole commercialized Christmas thing. Everyone gets presents, but they are special and meaningful, not just the very best and newest toys.
It’s hard trying to be a really great parent. I want Jack to appreciate what he has and what he gets for Christmas, but I also want it to be a special and magical time. I guess I need to learn how to balance everything.

I was trying so hard to keep up with my blog, and I thought that I was doing pretty well, until I received an email from another fellow librarian and blogster, Adrienne. She asked me why the heck I wasn’t posting. So just now, I finally looked and realized that I haven’t posted in almost a month. Jeeze. I do have a few posts that I started and never got to finish. I don’t know what’s taking up all my time. Hmmm. Maybe its my 8 month old baby boy. It would still be nice to have a little bit more me time. I really need some now.
In one of the posts that I started, I mention another thing that has been taking up a great deal of time. Teenagers. Although I think that they’re really not even in high school yet, so they might be those dreaded tweens. Anyway, thanks to these tweens, I have had to call the police twice, I have banned three tweens from the library for six months, I have cried a couple of times, I have been called a fat bitch. I have gotten so mad that I get pale and quiet, which was always a bad since when my mom got that mad you really knew that you were in trouble. I had to put an out of order sign in the women’s bathroom, because one of them smeared pooh in the sink. I have wanted to hide in the staff bathroom on more than one occasion and (1) not tell anyone where I was and (2) lock the door and not come out. The worst thing is that I like all these teens, and I want them to stay, if only they could be respectful. It broke my heart having to ban one of the kids from the library. I think he’s only in sixth grade. He’s really sweet, but very active and difficult to keep entertained. He looked at me when I told him that he couldn’t come back for six months like I was kidding. When I stood there waiting for him to leave, he seemed shocked. Unfortunately, I just don’t know what to do anymore.
For Adrienne, I thought I’d mention this incident, because I know that she’s going to get as mad as I was. However if anyone out there can give me ideas for how to handle this, I’d really appreciate it.
We have a mother who comes to the library all the time with her three year old and six year old. While she goes on the internet to check email or whatever, the kids go crazy through the library, running through the stacks, getting really loud, jumping in the bean bags. I have tried a couple of times to give them dinosaur books to look at, which has calmed them for a little while, but not nearly enough. Sometimes, they want to play games on the internet, and because the six year old can’t read at all, he needs help to play the games. We try to help, but we really have other things that we should be doing. We have all tried to help as much as we can but it only helps so much. Anyway, a couple of days ago, one of my co-workers saw the three year old leave the library. The mother said “Stay in here!”, but she didn’t check on them. So he left the library. To which she said, “Don’t worry, he’ll be back in a couple of seconds. More than one of my co-workers and I wanted to throttle her when she said that, but we aren’t allowed to do that.
Then today, no one saw the boy leave, so he managed to get to the parking lot, and no one knew until another patron came to the desk and said “You know that there is a child wandering in the street. ” The mother finally came to and went to check on her kids. Fortunately, it was not before one of my co-workers went out there to check on the kid. She saw him looking through the car window and duck down. So, she stuck her head in the car door, but then right at that minute, the mother came out and said something like ” what are you doing to my child” or something, but then she saw that it was my coworker, and she said “Never mind”
God. This makes me so mad, I can’t even countinue. Maybe, I’ll be okay to finish tomorrow. Plus, I’m really sleepy.

I’m in the middle of reading Operating Instructions by Anne Lamott. I cannot speak more highly of this book. She thinks the way I think. She is a very liberal woman, who is also very religious. I try to be as religious as I can, but sometimes the skeptic in me comes out. As you can see from my religion test I took a while ago, I connect closely to religions that accept a lot of interpretation. Anyway, I wanted to talk about the book, not religion.

I love this book. While Anne seemed to have a harder time than I have been, I feel like I’m out of my mind. I also look at Jack and am utterly amazed. I cannot believe that this little guy is someone that I had inside me at one point. I made this little imp! I find that it is getting harder and harder to let go of him every morning. I love my job, but sometimes, I think that I might like to quit and stay at home to play with Jack.

Anne talks about writing, and I’ve started getting the writing bug. I really want to write a novel now. Specifically, a teen novel. Okay, get scared now. I want to write a teen novel about oral *gasp* sex. There’s been a lot of talk among YA librarians about this book entitled Rainbow Party by Paul Ruditis, and what a load of crap it is. However, some librarians think that maybe their library should carry it, because its the only one on the subject. Well, thanks to Operating Instuctions, I plan on changing that. Of course that means that I need to find time to write the great American novel. Gawd, like that will ever happen.

Oh well. I love this book, and I will savor every single word.

The Accident…

By clicking on the title, you will be able to see the accident my first car was in. This is why I NEVER use my cell phone when I’m driving. I was turning into the parking lot of my apartment complex, and some idiot was too busy looking at his cell phone and drove right into me. I bought this car in August and the accident occured in October. I was in a state of shock for almost an hour afterwards. I’m so grateful that Jeff was there because he was able to calm me down. This has been the only accident I was ever in, so I think it was that much more shocking for me.

Please tell me about all the idiot drivers that drove their cars into you!

By clicking on the title, you will be able to see the accident my first car was in. This is why I NEVER use my cell phone when I’m driving. I was turning into the parking lot of my apartment complex, and some idiot was too busy looking at his cell phone and drove right into me. I bought this car in August and the accident occured in October. I was in a state of shock for almost an hour afterwards. I’m so grateful that Jeff was there because he was able to calm me down. This has been the only accident I was ever in, so I think it was that much more shocking for me.

Please tell me about all the idiot drivers that drove their cars into you!

I don’t really want to try and decide which of these are my VERY favorite movies, so I’m just putting them as they come to my head. I know, I know, as a librarian I should at least put them in alphabetical order, but I don’t wanna. Before you say anything about all the links, don’t click on them. Especially you Jenny since you just made fun of my blog you mean sister poopy butt.

Labrynith
Hero
Kung Fu Hustle
Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
Batman
LA Story
Being John Malkovich
Auntie Mame
O Brother Where Art Thou?
Dangerous Liaisons
Ravenous
Evil Dead 2
Little Women
Music Man
Run Lola Run
A Little Princess
Young Frankenstein
Kill Bill 2
Brazil
Adventures of Baron Munchausen
Fog of War
Secret of Roan Inish
Whale Rider
Amelie
City of Lost Children
Breaking the Waves
Pillow Book

Okay, so I put a link to all of these movies. So freaking what! As you can see from my above statement, my sister made fun of me and made me read a stupid website that made fun of blogs. I DON’T CARE! Plus I’m too tired to continue listing more movies anyway.

Adrienne, if you’re out there I still promise to show you what happened to my car after some jerk on his cell phone drove into me.

I don’t really want to try and decide which of these are my VERY favorite movies, so I’m just putting them as they come to my head. I know, I know, as a librarian I should at least put them in alphabetical order, but I don’t wanna. Before you say anything about all the links, don’t click on them. Especially you Jenny since you just made fun of my blog you mean sister poopy butt.

I occassionally read this librarian’s blog and she had taken a test to see what tarot card she was (she got the death card). So I thought it would be aptly unappropriate to post what tarot card I was directly after posting what religion I’m closest to. I love the Internet! Maybe the tarot card test was so good it was able to tell that I just semi-recently had a baby, because I got a naked pregnant goddess card. So of course I had to post it!

You are the Empress card. The Empress is the
archetype of the Mother. She creates and
nurtures life. She represents the abundance of
Mother Earth. The Empress is capable of using
nature in a productive way. She espouses art
for art’s sake. Her planet is Venus, and she
embodies love of beauty and a strong value
system. Here is also found initial sensation.
This is the first really physical experience of
the world that The Fool has entered. The
Empress has a rich understanding of the world
based on her five senses. In a reading, The
Empress represents pregnancy, actual or
metaphorical. She indicates an act of creation
and a sensual experience of beauty. The Empress
is a nurturing force that wishes to see the
product of her experiences reach the next stage
of development. Image from A Photographic Tarot
http://www.bluewitch.com/healingtarot/healtar.htm
Deck

Which Tarot Card Are You?
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I took a test at Belief-O-Matic, and it told me this:

I found it thrilling! I grew up Roman Catholic (of which I agree 15%) and right now I’m Presbyterian, which I don’t see at all, but I will assume is the liberal Protestants (83%).

Good Night!