My coworkers and I are looking for a place to get dinner tonight in San Francisco. Suggestions?
Some guy managed to get on our flight to SF this morning by mistake, went right to sleep when he got on the plane, and only realized he wasn’t on his way to Florida when he woke up and saw on the in-flight media station’s live map that our plane was currently over Wisconsin. He was a very very unsatisfied JetBlue customer, but dude, really, learn to read signs and listen to announcements.
This 100% scared me when I went to leave something on my coworker’s desk this morning…
It’s pretty cool that the Veronica Mars movie Kickstarter reached 5 million today. But it’s all wasted if they don’t get Ken Marino back as Vinnie Van Lowe.
Along with yesterday’s library budget vote, child patrons were asked to submit possible names for the library’s three pet frogs. The winners? Milly, Butterfly, and Frogalicious. I’m betting the kid who suggested naming a frog “butterfly” probably has a dog he named cat and a turtle he named hamster.
It made me sad — but not really surprised — when I was touring around in 2003 to find that for some people it was a radical notion to have a happy romantic comedy about two boys. Even some older gay readers were critical of the book for not being realistic, to which I would explain: You don’t have to write a book in order to reflect reality. You can also write a book to create reality. Most teen readers, I found, understood this, because they were living their lives to create reality, not merely reflect it.
— David Levithan, writing on the 10th anniversary of his novel Boy Meets Boy.
Today was the library’s annual budget vote. It passed easily, and at the end of the night a patron stopped in to bring us all ice cream.
The paperback—so low-tech and high-tech at the same time—is also a great piece of technology because you don’t mind passing it along. It is inexpensive. Even if you drop it in the bathtub, you haven’t really lost much. You can leave a paperback somewhere and buy a used one for the price of a loaf of bread. You can’t pass on an electronic reader, you can’t page back in the same way, you can’t write in it; you’ve lost the tactile sense of being able to fold it over, rip it up, feel its weight.
— Louise Erdrich
