A disgruntled librarian packs it up and leaves fabulous New York City behind,
going on random global adventures,
while simultaneously promoting literacy
and spreading the love of the written word.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

things i didn't do

so i had this whole idea that i would write insightful and witty posts about the many odd culture shock things that happened when i returned to new york and wound up living in long island for a month.  of course, i did not do this.  and really, the only massive culture shock moment i had was when i stared at a shopkeeper in disbelief when i got change for a $20 without any grumbling, complaining, dirty looks, etc.

across the street from this lovely
sewage treatment plant there is
some sort of recycling center
that collects and sorts through
garbage.  you can imagine
that the smell in this particular
area leaves much to be desired.
then once we moved to nyc for the summer, i thought i would write about our random nyc adventures ... like the time i found a piano locked up in front of the nearby sewage treatment plant.  obviously, when you find a piano in front of a sewage treatment plant the first thing you do is go to the nearest public library to find a book of sheet music (all they had was children's folk songs).  then call your friend to sing several rounds of I've Been Working on the Railroad, only to later be joined by a passing unicyclist.  yes, this happened.  exactly like this.

but alas, poor forsaken blog readers, i didn't do that either.

i also did not bore you with the many details of tests and classes i am taking in order to become a certified school librarian.  apparently, years of experience as a children's/teen librarian does not count for anything when you want to be a librarian inside a school that would work with children and/or teens.  of course there is much red tape and many hoops to jump through.

BUT, the bolshevik and i are about to depart on a new adventure and i think that it is only fair and just and proper to try to resurrect this sadly ignored blog!  so here's the deal:

this is merely an artist's rendition
of what it might look like if i tried to drive
a pickup truck full of money all the way
to tahiti.  i do not plan on bringing
any large sacks of money with us, as the
bolshevik has urged me to pack light.
also, driving pickup trucks to tahiti
 is not recommended.
the bolshevik and i are going to new zealand for about 5 weeks to go see the rugby world cup and then traipse around the country seeing many beautiful things.  we may even go zorbing!  then we will go to australia to visit my aunt and also see more beautiful things and go on more zany adventures.

but my favorite part about this trip is that after months of fretting over the jacked up prices of air travel, we found an amazing deal on air tahiti which provides us with a FREE LAYOVER IN TAHITI ... yes, we are going to tahiti!  and we are getting A FREE HOTEL ROOM FOR THREE NIGHTS!  they keep offering us these deals to upgrade to a super fancy room that floats in the ocean, but f*#@ that!  we will keep our free tahiti room and just walk the 30 seconds it will take us to get to the ocean.  TAHITI!

we leave next week.  hopefully i will get my act together and keep you moderately informed.

miss dewey d


  1. i love to give advice but you will need to be more clear about the nature of your emergency.