Libraries: ULTIMATE just-in-time scenarios

So what library nerd could NOT pick up on the pivotal role a library resource (The Secret History of Giants, FYI) plays in Thor?  There’s even a BOOK CART!  Why is nobody talking about this!?!?  There’s not even an image on the internet!!!

Apparently, Stan Lee’s cameo in the new Spider-Man is actually AS a librarian.  Maybe people will want to talk about it then!

In the meantime, chew on this:

cultural production i look forward to consuming this summer

While my first semester of working toward my MLIS is nothing like working toward my MA in literature, as the weather gets warmer I do feel a familiar desire to just bombard my eyes with blockbuster after blockbuster with little to no need to connect to my brain at all.  Here are the things I am pretty much just ecstatic to have the free time for this summer.  Basically in this exact order.

First things first: Howard and I have tickets to the Big Apple Circus for next Friday!  When I was little, my family and I used to go every year, and now that I live in Boston their tent signals the start of summer.

Big Apple Circus

Thor.  Looks awesome.  My aunt said I could take my 8-year-old cousin.  I told him the “elephant in the safeway bag” joke* the other night – he got the answer almost immediately, but didn’t understand it.  My aunt and uncle chuckled over it in sort of a “wow, you just told my kid that right in front of me” way – he brought up the subject of swears, I swear!  And I just figured that is what an older cousin is for – and then explained it to him.  He laughed so hard he almost threw up, maybe a little bit because it’s a decently clever joke but probably mostly because he knows it’s just on the verge of not allowed.

X-Men First Class.  Looks awesome.  Hopefully can talk my dad into going to see it opening night, Howard and my last night in San Francisco.  Either that or a matinee on the way to the airport.

Dave Eggar’s Zeitoun.  Non-fiction, so not technically cultural production (or maybe it is?  I’m notoriously bad and self-conscious about official vocabulary), also not a blockbuster (my definition of blockbuster = more explosions than content that might win some sort of award), and also I am currently technically reading it but will have to put it aside to finish final assignments.  And, obviously, see Thor.

The cover of Dave Eggers' Zeitoun.

Walter Simonson’s Thor Omnibus.  HOW LONG TIL THE LIBRARY GETS THIS I CAN’T WAIT.  Also probably all the library’s other comics.

Cover of Walter Simonson's Thor Omnibus

Probably just, you know, all of Smallville.  Ten seasons?  No problem!  Summer’s pretty long!

Tom Welling as Clark Kent

Friday Night Lights: Season 5.  Obviously.  Tim Riggins is in jail though; weird.  Also, rewatched Wolverine: Origins recently – he does not totally suck as Gambit in the way I remembered!  So that’s nice.  Does look washed out in those prison duds though.  And no Tyra because she’s Wonder Woman now, and baby Grace still has too big a forehead, and Landry has a huge neck now and will be gone!

Friday Night Lights

Aaaaand the rest of this show.  Only seen the first episode – honestly, the racy parts sort of freak me out, but the scary, violent and dog-related parts are pretty great.  They didn’t really have the technology for awesome explosions then, but they did have swords!

Yep!  I will be reading this too.  So much for “not connecting to my brain” – great in theory, but after a couple days I just need to think about exciting things like the Digital Public Library of America and Library 2.0.  That’s all!

The cover of John Palfrey's Born Digital

*A: How do you fit an elephant in the safeway bag?

B: [Some variation on] I don’t know, how DO you?

A: Take the “s” out of “safe” and the “f” out of “way.”

Tips: think about it, and say it out loud.

my own personal vocabulary

My Super Dictionary came yesterday!!!  Flipped through it; even more awesome than I imagined.  Apparently, it was written to teach kids 3,000 some odd words a study had discovered were most important for reading comprehension, which is pretty neat; I like that holders of superhero copyrights would be down with that idea.  It does have me and Howard talking like this though:

I am going to go upstairs and get changed.  I am going to go upstairs and put on different clothes.  I am going to feed the cat.  I am going to feed the small animal who sleeps on our pillows when we’re out for the day.

It also got me thinking about the words I use frequently, and how they are probably completely unnecessary for reading comprehension and probably not even close to the definitions that have a slim chance of appearing on standardized tests.  I thought about trying to make sentences with them, but then realized I had to define them within the context of my own life first or they would sound insane.  With no further ado, here is the first draft of my own personal vocabulary list:

Awesome: just say this 100% of the time.  It means all kinds of good, literally; usually in a way that is pleasing to the senses.

Bummer: pretty terrible, or maybe just really boring or inconvenient.

Charming: said sarcastically to indicate something is disgusting.

Crummy (alternatively pronounced “crum-by”): a little miserable, generally describing the weather or a DAY.

Heinous: really, really terrible.  Multiple repetitions = exponential increase in meaning.  Interestingly enough, prefixing “non” reverses the meaning; when this prefix is repeated multiple times, these repetitions cancel each other out logically but still serve to amplify the root word’s original meaning.  For example: “non-heinous” = really, really awesome.  “non-non-heinous” = really, really, really terrible.  “non-non-non-heinous” = really, really, really, really awesome.  You get it.

Hella: fuck you, imma say it!

Incredible: really awesome.

Or whatever: appended to every sentence in My So-Called Life that contains genuine sentiment.  Very convenient for making fun of yourself, making fun of the 90’s, or semi-retracting something you think you may later regret.

Rad: see “Hella.”  While “Hella” generally earns me shit for being from California (and why would I not wear that like a badge?), “Rad” generally earns me shit for being a “surfer.”  What?  Everything about surfer culture is cool!  That is like the DEFINITION of surfer culture!

Space shot: space case.

Stellar: really, really awesome.

Super: ADVERB ONLY.  Serves to exponentially increase the power of adjectives.  Not to be used alliteratively.

Twist: someone who drives terribly, or too slowly.

Yuck: self-explanatory, just resurrected from preschool.

Maybe sentences later, if I can find some cool pics.

all day i dream about batman

Lex Luthor cake situation

That IS terrible!

First, let me just say I’m really embarrassed to be just learning about the Lex Luthor cake situation.  However, this article (while I get most of my newsy news from The Beat, Chris Sims at Comics Alliance is my favorite source for HILARIOUS, thoughtful stuff like this) on other entries in the Super Dictionary (don’t bother – I just snapped up the last copy on the internet under $100) brought up something I’ve been thinking about some lately.

Batman, master strategist, giggling

Sims posits that the dictionary is taking the opportunity to teach kids that Batman is a jerk, but probably deserves to be:

Really, though, doesn’t this make perfect sense? I mean, you spend your entire life studying and training to be a one-man anti-crime strike force, and you’re expected to sit around and listen to Maverick from Top Gun because he found a magic wishing ring in a cereal box? Get real. It’s amazing Batman even lets the rest of the Justice League finish their sentences.

While I won’t remark on the intentions of whatever Samuel Johnson-esque wunderkind created this treasure chest, it is kind of true that Batman is a little bit of a jerk (see: either recent Batman movie, Miller’s Batman and Robin, like anything where Batman is even in the same room as the Green Lantern or Plastic Man [who sort of deserves it] or really anyone).  I wholeheartedly agree with Sims though; the man has reached such heights of strategic mastery that why would anyone else even DARE to be in the same room with him?

There’s a moment in Blackest Night #0 where Green Lantern flashes back to Batman making fun of him for rushing into things without a plan; while I don’t really think this is a reference to the Dictionary, it does bring me back to Identity Crisis, which I recently recommended for like the one millionth time.  There’s a lot of heavy Batman stuff in that book, but the moment that stands out right now is when all the other DC heroes sort of stand back and let Batman boss them around.  After watching both Superman Returns and Dark Knight this weekend, I’m just hung up on this idea that the DC universe has a real respect for strategic geniuses (coming full circle back to Lex Luthor here), and balances them against beings capable of these incredible feats of strength in a really compelling way.  Also the fact that Batman is just unspeakably awesome.

just like this!

I don’t really believe in those “30 before 30” lists; I’ve spent enough of my life equating certain milestones with death (graduation, marriage) to know that those things are really nothing like death, and real life might be right on the other side of them. Or at least, something way cooler than what I’ve got going on now (not that what I have going on right now isn’t already way cool; it’s actually the result of many milestones, each of which had something way cooler on the other side). Also, I find that as you get older you can get away with more; going to bed at 8 on Friday, wearing a crazyass fake fur coat, spending a day reading comic books. Yeah, I did all that stuff when I was younger, too, but more people were like “Really? You’re doing that? You really think that’s a great idea?” But now that 30 is around the corner, people are like “well, you have an education and a job (and as much as I don’t like to believe this, having a husband contributes to this cred also) so I guess your decisions are your own” and I’m all “yes I am going to make a blanket fort on the porch and wear bright colors! These are the decisions I’m going to make and enjoy an extreme amount!” and no one says anything.
Maybe with a few more years under my belt, they may begin to celebrate me as a visionary! Probably not, but I’m cool with being a teenager’s weird older cousin or whatever.

That said, there are certain things that I would really, really like to do in my life with Howard. I don’t have any deadlines for them; probably just when we have the money. In no particular order:

– go to a comic-con

– travel to africa and stay at Giraffe Manor, all waking up in the morning with a giraffe looking in the window (in my fantasy, I wake up first for ONCE and gently shake Howard awake, and we tiptoe over to the window and pet the giraffe who bows lion king style)

– get more tattoos

– go on an Alaskan cruise

– meet PeeWee Herman

– finish Infinite Jest (not expensive, but something I find particularly hard)

– go to the moon, or at least ride in a submarine

space illustration

Just like this, right?

life aquatic

Just like this!













At LEAST a submarine.  At LEAST.


I realized this morning that I have been reading these comics for years.   YEARS!  Every weekday morning for at least four years.

i would like these coasters.  i would!

I’ve never thought about it, but after four years of reading something nearly every day, it probably makes a pretty big impact on your thought patterns, aesthetic sense, or at least sense of humor.

This morning, my husband (!) sent me a link to John Allison (illustrator showcased above, mastermind behind scarygoround [yet another clever instance of wordplay on the internet])’s blog – more specifically, this hilarious satire of the current music scene climate.  Usually Howard + I read QC together on the train in to work (train internet = the most satisfying internet), and then he tunes out while I read about tweens investigating monsters, so he had no idea about the connection.  But something about this sense of humor was familiar and comforting to me; not only was it funny, it was … welcoming, somehow.  Sure enough, once I became self-aware enough to scroll to the top of the page, I realized I had been enjoying it for years, and was a big enough idiot to only just be discovering that it was so much more than I imagined!