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PBR Book Club

21 Sep

It might not look live I’ve been blogging very much this month… but actually I’ve been blogging more than usual!  Bookish hipsters all over Lawrence are rejoicing in the launch of the PBR Book Club, an intimate group devoted to beers and pretentious postmodern lit.

We’ve started with David Mitchell’s bawdy and labyrinthine Cloud Atlas, which we’ll be discussing at the Replay later this month, but in the meantime we’re using social tools like twitter (#pbrbookclub) and blogspot (pbrbookclub.blogspot.com) to mull over the experience as it unfolds in real time.

The blog is coauthored by several Lawrence nerds, including myself, @larryvillelife, @courtbelle, and hopefully soon (wink) @mentalplex and @indieabby88.  It’s a little, um, saltier than what you might be used to seeing from me here.  So be forewarned, have fun checking it out, and join in!

NYC

5 Jul

So, this happened last week:Times Square

Saw a little of this:

Central Park

and a little of this:

Statue of Liberty

and a little of THAT:

Pride

…but still none of this:

NYPL Lions

Maybe next time?

You can click here to see the rest on Flickr ~ my favorite is the mosaic subway octopus!

Universal Bananasuit

6 Jun

Red Banana

Nope, not the work of local graf outlaw Ajax, but a photo snapped by an old good friend while traveling.  This was totally someone’s shadow traced on butcher paper, am I right??

It’s a busy week at the library, as always.  I’m juggling summer reading (way fun) and visiting some nearby excellent libraries to share ideas about how to make our patrons happy.   Anyway, thought I’d check in and let you know what I’ve got checked out on my library card right now…

What I’m reading: Assassination Vacation by Sarah Vowell;  Friday Night Lights by H.G. Bissinger.  (Soon to pick up The Devil in the White City for June’s Last Wednesday Book Club!)

What I’m listening to: Pomegranates: Persian Pop, Funk, Folk & Psych of the 60s & 70s; Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

What I’m watching: Ugly Betty, Season 1; Talladega Nights

… iiiiit’s Summer!

Sometimes the Library Will Lead You Astray

25 Apr

This weekend I got to play tour guide to my good friends Cory and Karen, who were visiting from Iowa and looking for a Kansas adventure.  Although they probably would have enjoyed the local Lawrence scene — Sylas & Maddys Ice Cream, the William Burroughs House, Free State Brewery — I thought their visit would be a great excuse to get out and see some of the sights I’ve been wanting to see since moving to Kansas about a year ago.  You know, Council Grove, Holy-Field Winery, The Garden of Eden

Instead?  I checked out this crazy book from the Library and we wound up 2 1/2 hours north in Marysville, KS, to see some black squirrels.  Sometimes the library will lead you astray.

Black Squirrel City

To be fair, the book makes it sound like a great bet:

“Drive in any entrance to this prosperous river town and you’ll see big signs proclaiming it “The Black Squirrel City.”  Indeed, coal black squirrels have the run of the town, with a city-proclaimed right-of-way on any street, alley, or railroad track.  Anyone who dares hurt one is fined $25.  In 1972, city commissioners made black squirrels the official town mascot, granting them immunity from all traffic regulations, freedom to trespass on all county property, and the first pickings of the town’s black walnuts.

“No one knows for sure where the huge population of black squirrels came from, but the most persistent legend claims a local hooligan unlocked a cage of the dark rodents from a carnival of Gypsies who camped in City Park for three nights in the 1920s.”

Black SquirrelBut did black squirrels overrun our vehicle when we crossed the city line?  Of course not.  After (creepily) trolling the streets from our car for half an hour, we finally spotted our first black squirrel.  Which ran away.  And then we took some afternoon refreshment at the local taqueria.  At least the salsa was spicy and the company was great!

Black Squirrel Closed

My New Job

22 Mar

Goldie Hawn in Foul Play

Today I officially started my new job as the Adult Programs Librarian at Lawrence Public Library!

I’ve gotten my feet wet these past few months by planning our Read Across Lawrence initiative and meeting with community partners for Civil War on the Western Frontier, as well as moderating a book talk or two, but today is the first day I’ve really been empowered to think about the future of programs at our library.  I’m excited to develop a long-term strategy and push the envelope of what public library programs can be.

This is a milestone for me in more ways than one — I’ve had my share of professional supervisory positions in another life, but this is my first full-fledged “librarian” job.  I’m feeling an odd swell of kinship with fake movie librarians like Goldie Hawn, Parker Posey, and Bat Girl.  Onward, librarians!

Gettin Smart, the BlackBerry Way

22 Feb

Yes, I know it is so five years ago, but my foray into smartphone ownership does not involve an iPhone or an Android.  This winter I got my very first BlackBerry.

FergieThis Christmas Eve, our beloved hellion Fergie knocked my cellphone into the bathtub with her paw. We took it apart and tried to dry the phone out overnight, but the red water detector of death had already cast its shadow over my poor Samsung.  Luckily, we were able to salvage the SIM card and transfer it to a family member’s unused BlackBerry EDGE 8900.  Anyone who’s ever tried to transfer data to a used cellphone probably knows that it can be tricky to wipe everything out and start fresh — but after lots of googling and finessery, we eventually got it synced with my gmail, Facebook and Twitter.

After about half an hour, AT&T texted me to let me know that they’d added a data package to my monthly cellphone bill.  I thought it was a little sketchy that they just signed me up, but at least I was notified, right?  The main reason I’ve avoided smartphones in the past is because of the high data costs.  But I was pleased to find that I could actually scale back my text plan (which I don’t use very much anymore) and pay only $10 more per month than I’d already been paying when all was said and done.  Pretty affordable!

So far, the BlackBerry apps that I’ve downloaded work really great.  (more…)

Eating Animals, With a Side of Transliteracy

27 Jan

Eating AnimalsI know many of you have been gripping the edges of your seats in suspense, white-knuckled, wondering what has become of my quest to avoid meat!  Well, I’ve taken your suggestions and browsed lots of excellent vegetarian cookbooks:  World Vegetarian by Madhur Jaffrey, Vegetarian Cooking for Everyone by Deborah Madison, How to Cook Everything Vegetarian by Mark Bittman.  I’ve also gone against your explicit advice not to read Eating Animals by Jonathan Safran Foer.

I wasn’t sure what to expect when I picked up Eating Animals.  I’d really enjoyed Everything is Illuminated after hearing Foer read from it at a tiny bookstore in St. Paul in 2003.  I associate his writing style with lush, almost giddy romanticism, and thought, “well, that plus vegetarianism, sounds warm and fuzzy.”  Readers: Eating Animals is not warm and fuzzy.

What it is is two things mostly: a philosophical exercise, and an exposé on factory farming.  I really loved it, and recommend it to anyone who’s morbidly curious about the gruesome underbelly of industrial-scale farming.  Foer really crystallized my desire to stop eating meat, and freaked me out about eggs and dairy while he was at it! But I’m not here to proselytize, so I just want to briefly critique two aspects of the book as a whole — one thing that I didn’t like very much, and another that I absolutely loved. (more…)

Who’s that Lady?

24 Jan

Rachel

Hi guys, I just wanted to let you know about some recent updates to Librarian in a Banana Suit that I’m pretty excited about!  In the upper-right corner of the site’s homepage, you’ll see some new page headings: About the Site, Bio, CV, and Publications.  Farewell, mystique.  Hello, information.

New Year’s Resolution: Read More Pulp

10 Jan

Pulp

Well, somehow it’s become the “book” channel over here lately!  Hi guys, don’t mind me, just the book lady…  But I wanted to chime in briefly tonight to tell you about a New Year’s Resolution I’ve made: I’m going to read more pulp.

Being a librarian, I often get asked about my reading preferences.  As I’ve talked about here, and also here, this often makes for an awkward scenario.  I was that girl who wanted to check off every single title of the Modern Library’s list of the Best 100 Novels when she was sixteen years old.  I have an undergraduate degree in English Literature.  I love Joyce, Woolf, and Faulkner.  Believe it or not, this is kind of embarrassing when you work in a public library.

All this being said, I pride myself on having non-elitist tastes when it comes to lots of media!  Since my awkward teenage years, I’ve gotten over most of my hang-ups with pop music, blockbusters, and reality TV; these days I prefer Jaws to Citizen Kane, Project Runway to The West Wing, and Wu-Tang to Puccini.  What’s become most important to me is really, thoroughly enjoying the story — experiencing it without bias, and deciding from there whether I like it or not.  Plain and simple.  Academia has too much cultural baggage to decide these things on its own.

So why can’t I do that with books, too?

To be fair, I have branched out a little in my reading tastes.  In the last couple years I’ve started dabbling in young adult fiction, graphic novels, and manga.  I even read Twilight!  Maybe the fact that these are niche genres helps; I see them as “other” enough not to encroach upon my beloved literature…

But all that’s going to change in 2011!  This is the year of pulp, of thrillers and bestsellers, of Dan Brown and Nicholas Sparks.  I will no longer shy away when library chit-chat turns to the latest mystery.  And you never know — I might even like it.  Wish me luck!  What should I try first?

Cookbooks I Have Loved

8 Dec

Better Homes and Gardens New CookbookWhen I was a little girl, we cooked from two places: the Better Homes & Gardens New Cookbook, and my mom’s recipe box.  With five little kids in the family, we weren’t the most sophisticated diners, although we did eat together at the dinner table every single night.  We’d help Mom peruse The Cookbook, begging her to try new recipes like One-Pot Spaghetti, Cheesy Potato Bread, and Cowboy Caviar.  But usually she’d cook something from her recipe box: German Meatballs, Creamy Broccoli Chicken, Homemade Macaroni and Cheese.  My Norwegian grandmother lived in our basement, and occasionally she would whip up an exotic feast to nourish the whole family: Lefse, Potato Balls, Flötegröt.  She died nearly 20 years ago, but I still cherish her handwritten recipe cards, tucked away in my own tiny collection of recipes.  And on Saturday mornings, it was my dad’s turn to cook.  He made truly bizarre Wholewheat Pineapple Pancakes, but I loved them, although my favorite Saturday morning breakfasts were (and still are) Popovers, and Poached Eggs.

As I’ve matured, so has my palate, and throughout this past decade I’ve accrued a small collection of cookbooks to buttress my tastes.  When my oldest brother Dan returned home for Thanksgiving after he’d grown up and moved away to Vermont, he brought home The Joy of Cooking and set out to brine a turkey.  I made a Cranberry Conserve: “This is a luxurious form of cranberry sauce, with uncommon beauty, texture, and flavor,” writes the authoress, Irma Rombauer.  It was a revelation.

Cooking adventures ensued!  I lived in Rome one Spring, and became obsessed with The Silver Spoon and Marcella Hazan’s The Essentials of Classic Italian Cooking.  That was the Spring I made hand-made ravioli with friends for the first time, and my roommate Alexis showed me how to sear and then slowcook a rump roast with nothing but salt & pepper, oil, and red wine. (more…)

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