Books to maybe return to one day:

Quiet, Please: Dispatches from a Public Librarian, Scott Douglas
Free For All: Oddballs, Geeks, and Gangstas in the Public Library, Don Borchert
Lush Life, Richard Price
The Craftsman, Richard Sennett
The Eye of the Leopard, Henning Mankell  ¶ 11:24 AM 0 comments

  "I have a sign on my computer, 'DO NOT BLOG. EMBARRASSES CHILD. LACK OF GRAMMATICAL CORRECTNESS AND SPELLING MAKES ONE LOOK ON DRUGS FOR SOME REASON. DON'T START THINKING "BUT... BUT... BURROUGHS." IT'S A MYSPACE BLOG. DON'T DO IT!'"--Courtney Love  ¶ 3:48 PM 1 comments

  I'm kinda excited, because North Coast Brewing just started being distributed in Arkansas. Old Rasputin Imperial Stout, aw yeah aw yeah--it's one of my favorite beers (while at the liquor store, I also picked up a bottle of Brother Thelonious Belgian Style Abbey Ale--I've never had it, but it definitely looks promising). Raise a glass--we're celebrating.  ¶ 12:30 PM 2 comments

  Two very different songs featuring Maleem Mahmoud Guinia (spelling from Wikipedia, and let's say unresolved):

Here he is with his own band, with Pharoah Sanders sitting in, from The Trance of Seven Colors:
Maleem Mahmoud Ghania with Pharoah Sanders - Boulandi Samawi

And here he is with German saxophonist Peter Brotzmann and Chicago percussionist Hamid Drake, recorded at an Austrian jazz festival in 1996 and released as The Wels Concert:
Brotzmann/Gania/Drake - Part 2  ¶ 2:55 PM 0 comments

  A wise man once said that the failure comes with you not trying, but determination in your task overrules any substance of failure. This letter is suppose to be a regards to a plea letter, but I wouldn't call it that is more of a letter of second chance. My mom once told me I'll teach you once maybe twice but the third time you figure it out on your own. This is my freshman year of college which is no excuse for the kind of grades I executed my first semester, but it does not mean I am a student that does not want to succeed in like and determined to be different and dare to dream of a better life. The difference between me and a lot of other cases colleges run across everyday is that when I mke mistakes I fix them and the route I was going to make them I change them. My life growing up was far past good laughs and fun, but I refuse to let my past determine my outcome in life. That's why I am here at Astate to make a difference. There are several different reasons why my grades weren't as they should have been my first year, but I will only name a few because I believe that if you dwell in the past you won't be as great as you could be in the future. I have a very ill grandmother the has breast cancer, she has had it four have of her life. My grandmother has raised me since I was a little child she is all that I know. When I found out that my grandmother was going ot be on life support I panic all I knew was to go back to be with my grandmother not knowing how much longer she had to live. I had to travel back home several times a week just to take care of here leaving me with very little time to work on my studies, I even had to resign from SGA, but I was determined not to quit school and not give up so I didn't. The second semester I made up in my mind that I had to do better and I would take on any challenges that came my way and I did. I work harder, I figured out a study time were I could balance my study time my grandmother and all the other activates I was active in. I want to do better and I will , my family nor I have the money to send me to college, I'm sure this is a lot of family cases in the world but I know that money that AID is providing for me is of great help and appreciation of my family. I promise to keep my grades from here on out above a 2.5 cause I am determined and self motivated and I want a college education more than I want anything else in this world and to finish with at least 3.0, and I'm ready to work hard. I hope that you on the board give me a second chance to prove the reason why I am here. Thank you very much for giving me the opportunity to write this letter explaining my reason. Like I explain in the beginning the failure is in not trying, and I AM.

SINCERELY,
[Person who leaves letters in library books]  ¶ 10:53 AM 0 comments

  Once in the room, alone, it struck me funny. After all that had happened, to practically faint when I had to write a phony name. I lay down on the bed and laughed, and the laughter got out of control. Down in a corner of my mind the laughing frightened me. Then the laughter got mixed around and turned upside down and I was crying. Then I laughed because it was funny to be crying, and cried because it was sad to be laughing. When I was empty, I fell asleep.--from 361, by Donald E. Westlake, part of the Hard Case Crime paperback series.  ¶ 9:27 AM 0 comments

  So this muxtape thing? I've got two of 'em now.

Breaks
Stevie

If you've got one, or you decide to get one, you should let me know.  ¶ 11:37 AM 0 comments

  Checked out, returned unread, maybe to return to someday:
In the Woods, Tana French
The Motel Life and Northline, Willy Vlautin  ¶ 10:14 AM 0 comments