Sunday, September 21, 2008
I am amazed at how not dependent I am on my computer. When my laptop broke ( fractured LCD screen) I found my computing had become limited to my time in the library at school.
Being a student affords me much time to be on campus, and unlimited access to computers during the library hours. I am pleased to be able to finish all I need to to become a good student.
This is quite a journey, and still not feeling as smooth as i had hoped, anticipated. I am grateful that I do not know all the hangups, the road blocks in advance. I can forge on, without the headaches, the frustrations that cajn stifle my progress.
Still, I have finally received note that my first disbursement from financial aid is coming soon. I will be able to pay back the generous loans i have received already to get my scholastic journey started. I am almost out of time. I will end this report here!
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
What would Melville Dewey say? I was just fumbling for a piece of paper, and looking through the mess of papers I have in my book bag, I found one most curious. This paper, so easily ignored struck my eyes. Scarcely three inches by three inches, I was caught by the words: Mangoes and Curry Leaves: culinary travels through the... Then the words end. I was thinking how this book sounded like a book, a cook book I had just picked up from the library, emphasizing the cuisines from the Malay archipelago, sharing foods, recipes gleaned from one author's travels through Thailand, Malaysia, Indonesia, and the Philippines.
Still, the book mentioned on the poage was not the book I sought out. I did not have any printouts made of any book searches. I did not know what the significance of this paper is. I wanted to know how it ended up in my bag. I looked at the other side. Now, for the book listed on this random paper was the Dewey classification of 641.595 A.
On the back of this paper I found a clue. I saw that this paper had written on it, in my script, a series of numbers, numbers i looked up on the last visit to the main library just a few days ago. The numbers on the page included the Dewey classification of 641.5959 B. This places the book I sought out in a very precise class, a scant shelf away from this book on the paper I just pulled out of my bag.
How did I get the paper? I pulled it out of a little box next to the library catalog computer. With all the randomness of the universe, with all the countless thousands of books in the year old library in Redding, CA, and with all the matching Dewey codes used to classify those books, I was able to grab a paper with the exact location of the same book I would seek out that moment in time.
Now, none of this reflection brings i8nto account the countless thousands of papers that get cut, and recycled for scrap in the library. Now then, I am not a mystic. I barely believe in any tenets of supernatural causality, so, my only desire is to share a story of how in this soup of chaotic action in this world, coincidences happen that can certainly amuse.
I thank you for reading