I am an avid reader. Have been my whole life.

*Points to Goodreads app over yonder left.  Feel free to friend me.  I also love to see what other people are reading.  See how I’m 30 years old on my profile. wink wink *

Recently I have rediscovered the library.  Did you know there are still libraries?  Where you can get books?  Actual books.  Made of paper.  Torn from murdered trees.  Sure, you don’t need the Dewey Decimal System for the card catalog – which is a total disappointment for a nerd like me btw because I had a lot of fun learning about that in school and I love the way the card catalog smelled, mmmmm.  The catalog on the computer is fine though because I can put books on hold from home my phone and renew books from home oh, anywhere – that’s the really great part because I’m one who is generally mired in late fines of all sorts.  Trivialities.

So, I hopped around different libraries in my realm, and the Main Branch of the Fairfield Public Library is my first string (look DUG, sport!) for best all-around performance, based on quantity and quality of selection, best climate control, best lighting, and highest marks for people leaving me the fuck alone.  (oops, too much caffiene today)  I even attended a free small business seminar there one night, which I thought was a great idea, but the guy talked for so long that his usefulness expired when my eyes glazed over and I could no longer hear him over my growling stomach.

(If you haven’t figured it out already, I’m a moderate hand-raiser and a complete over-achiever.  Case in point, today CawfeeGuy sent me this.)

Well, since we have such a good relationship, my library and I, that is, I decided to take things to the next level.  Yes, folks, I friended Fairfield Public Library on Facebook.*

And you know what?  They’ve been good to me.  They did not warn me in advance of yesterday’s earthquake.  And I think they feel pretty bad about it.  Because today they’ve let me know that Hurricane Irene is coming.  And they’ve given me all sorts of handy tips about preparing to possibly evacuate my home.  And that maybe the water levels of my coastal town will be up to 8 feet over normal tide levels.  *sigh*  I mean, that’s a good Facebook friend.  Not one of those stalkers or random commenter who hijack your status updates to have full-on conversations with other people on your status – take it to your own page, Mister.  I mean, next level would be actually coming over to pack up my shit and/or prep that emergency kit whose importance they tout but know I am never ever going to prepare on my own because, well, if I need that emergency kit I’m going to have way bigger problems than not having that emergency kit.

So, Fairfield Public Library, I thank you.  And while I’m an over-achiever for certain things, I am an under-achiever when it comes to Hurricane Irene.  I take your concern for me under advisement, and as a result I will stock my fridge from the Fairfield Cheese Shop, and when I go to sleep, I will leave on my engagement ring.  Because, in the case I have to run from the rising tides, I am not going anywhere without that rock (and Chewie) (and possible some Red Hawk).  Oh, look!  Seems I have an emergency kit and I didn’t even know it!

*Speaking of libraries, and because this is technically a photoblog,  I give you these crappy iPhone photos of one of my other favorite local libraries, the Pequot Library in Southport, CT.  They clearly don’t have enough money to keep this place in the condition this charming building deserves, but they do their darndest trying.  There are so many magical moments in this building and here are a humble few.