My library life
Today, I intended the inaugural Vancouver Island Library Staff Conference — the first time staff at all levels from libraries of all types (academic, public, specialty) in the region came Continue Reading →
formerly Flotsam and Jetsam — Thoughts that float through my head like so much detritus
that which is related to my day job
Today, I intended the inaugural Vancouver Island Library Staff Conference — the first time staff at all levels from libraries of all types (academic, public, specialty) in the region came Continue Reading →
When September started, the bus schedule changed. After some juggling, I found that I could leave the house at almost 7:30 — about 15-20 minutes later than I had been. When school Continue Reading →
As a union member I have listened to a lot of anti-union slurs over the years. I’m tired of hearing it. I’ve been simmering but now I am boiling over. By Continue Reading →
Despite suffering some pretty intense dental pain over the past few days (or maybe because of it), I have not been able to put aside thoughts of where I could Continue Reading →
Those of you who have followed my blog for any amount of time know I have been struggling with the “what do I want to do with my life” question Continue Reading →
Shortly before I posted my last post (lump), my laptop just basically stopped working one night. I took it in for repairs and it was gone almost two full weeks. Continue Reading →
In all the hours I’ve spent listening to podcasts, it never crossed my mind to seek out library-based or related shows. I’ll be listening to some of these in coming Continue Reading →
I realize I’ve been remiss in filling you in on my week in Vancouver. I was there to attend the CUPE National Convention — a gathering every two years (the Continue Reading →
Yesterday, we gathered at InHub Coworking with about 40 other freelancers to kick off the inaugural FreelanceCamp Victoria. The small group had lots of ideas and lots of information to Continue Reading →
This morning, I fired up the coffeemaker as usual. Twenty minutes later, Mike asks, “Is this all the coffee you made?” holding up the caraffe with only 3 cups out Continue Reading →