It started off a lovely sunny day here today. Started off, so you can tell it didn’t stay that way. But look at that blue sky around the Spike, that was this morning so it was

And as I look out the window now it seems okay. Not fantastic, but it is March. In ireland. So I’m not surprised.

But on my way home it bucketed down. And typical, it was a day I didn’t get the bus as I had expenditure forms to drop off at another building, and once there I figured I’d walk on. Its only a 35 min. walk see.

Ach, while I was walking it started to rain. And by the time I was half way home bhí mé fliuch, fliuch go craiceann.^[1] I was a little annoyed at the rain at first. But by the time I was on Abbey St. I was quite enjoying walking in the rain. Haven’t done that in ages, and I knew I was heading home and could get dry and cosy. If I’d've been on my way to work it would have been a whole different story.

I’m reading this book at the moment, Nylon Angel and it isn’t very good. As a matter of fact it is a bit crap. But I think I’ll try to finish it anyways. If I haven’t by tomorrow I’ll toss it. There is one on my shelves about set in Florence, during the time of the De Medicis that might prove interesting.

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John McGahern died yesterday. For those who haven’t heard of him, he was an Irish author. Born in Leitrim, he became a teacher. After the publication of his book The Dark he was forced to leave teaching, as the Board of Management didn’t want the author of a banned book teaching.

The book he is probably most famous for is Amongst Women, which was made into a TV series in the late 90’s. As well as several novels, McGahern also wrote short stories and plays. Last year he published Memoir, which, as you may have guessed was his memoirs.

Its strange, I’ve never actually read any of McGahern’s work. I always meant to, and we’ve always had his books around the house at home, but somehow I never got around to it^[1] but at the same time McGahern has been such a famous author that I feel I have read his works.

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Two whole days ago I mentioned the fact that there should be more cursing in random instructions. And this stencil graffiti-artist agrees with me^[1]

Pity that someone tried to deface the work of art

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When I was at college, suffering through a year of shite in order to become a librarian, we were introduced^[1] to the world of classification, and language, keywords and descriptors. And how when you describe something you have to be accurate and careful in the language you use. You have to think about how other people might search. Extended terms, alternative spelling and all that sort of crap.

While messing about with the DDC a lot of people in my class complained about the fact that geographically Ireland was listed under the British Isles. I don’t really have a problem with that, because a geographic entity is not the same as a political one. But when Ireland is refered to as being British. Well, thats a whole different kettle of fish.

And so I must point the finger at the BBC America, who in attempting to help American’s understand some of the phrases used in their shows have launched this British American Dictionary.

And do they cover Irish terms? Of course. So already it should be British & Irish, but even worse than that, they’ve listed us as a region.

A region? not even a country, but a region. Whats that all about? The other regions are England, Scotland and Wales. How hard would it have been to ask people to chose a country?

Fecking gobshite eejits

And while I’m on the subject, is give out really just an Irish expression? Do other people not use it to mean complain too? Damnations, has this lying dictionary proved to be useful?

And while I’m giving out why can’t I manage to change my blogroll^[2] I mean, everytime I click on the link to Disillusioned Lefty I tell myself, must change that spelling, as I have an extra s in there. Yet I never do.

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Nuair a dhúisigh mé this morning I was so very very tired. So tired that it was the alarm clock that woke me. Normally I wake 5 minutes before the alarm goes off, then turn it off and snooze for 5 minutes when the phone alarm goes off. And after that I get a few minutes more before the radio comes on and I listen to the news.

But this morning after the first alarm went off I lay there, so not wanting to get up. I did manage to. Just as the sports news was coming on I rolled out of bed. And so the day started.

Luckily I didn’t feel so tired once I was up. But still. I demand an explanation.

The library is getting busier, all the students have exams coming up. And with easter so close they want to get as much done as possible. Which of course means that they are filling the library, and because there is nothing like a student for procrastination, they are chatting just as much as they are studying. So I have printed off new posters. Shiny new posters asking them to “be mindful of other library patrons and shut the fuck up” well, not quite.

And, as is usual with library posters, they have all been ignored.

The computer is acting a bit funny too. Just our ones, I’ve had no complaints about the student ones and can’t be arsed to investigate. Yesterday they’d connect to our LMS, Oasis Mandarin, but not d’internet. Although the rest of the pcs would. So I rang IT and was told to change the proxy settings, blah, blah,blah. So I did. And it worked. Only everytime I had to check a book in or out circulation would freeze and say it couldn’t connect. So there was I hitting F5 over and over and eventually it’d go through.

And if I changed the proxy settings back then circulation would work but not the internet.

Modern technology eh?

Luckily, I is a genius, and have Firefox installed on the computers. So I left IE with no proxy settings and was able to use it for the catalogue, and with my new proxy address and port settings was able to connect Firefox to the internet at large.

Geni-us

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I listening to an radió^[1] and one of those anti-drink driving ads. Now radio adverts have a problem in that they can’t show the horrific scenes that work so well in making people sensible.

So instead they have this fella giving a funeral oration. Telling everyone what a great lad yer man who died was. Only then he stops. And begins to rant about how everyone knew he was too drunk to drive. That they tried taking his keys away but couldn’t. And if he wanted to kill himself fine but he murdered the girlfriend too. And then we get the voice-over^[2] with I think Ray Darcy saying “Don’t be a fucking eejit, don’t drink and drive”

And you know what I think they should use this example in other “public service announcements”

Instead of “Please don’t make your own sound effects” requests in the cinema we should have “Shut up, you shower of shits, or we’ll kick you out and if you even consider using your mobile you’re an ignorant moran.”

To illustrate my point I’m going to take a photo of some graffiti in my apt building. And maybe post it tomorrow, maybe the next day.^[3]

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