Monday again so soon and still no one wants to pay me for reading nor have I found the winning lottery ticket stuck to the bottom of my shoe. Maybe by next Monday. In the meantime, there are bookish things to talk about.

Like the jaunt my Bookman and I took to the big downtown library. We’ve gone there for readings several times since it opened last May but have never gone down just to browse. So we did. We took the metrorail train. I love going downtown now that I don’t have to drive and pay extortionist parking fees. The train has a convenient stop one block from the library, couldn’t ask for better.

It is a busy place on Saturday afternoons, a wonderful thing to see. And we had several nice librarians help us find things because the library layout and shelving system is, we discovered, a little wonky. It turns out that the library has two different shelving systems. What appears to be all the old books that don’t get checked out very often are shelved under the Dewey system. The rest of the books have some sort of other system that looks like Dewey but starts with initial letters before the call number like PS 1631.R53. When the librarian explained to us where the Dewey shelves were and where the other shelves were things got a little easier. Still there was much running around like a treasure hunt and since we were hunting books that was alright.

Then there was the mystery of where the first floor stacks were. We looked through all the visible and obvious shelves on the first floor. We finally asked at the information desk. We were escorted to a closed official looking door by the circulation desk. A plaque on the wall next to the door said in tiny letters “stacks,” and above the plaque was a tiny green light. When the light is green it means we are allowed to open the door and go in. So we opened the door and inside we found the first floor stacks. We were the only ones there and it felt like we were being naughty as we scurried around through the spiffy movable track shelving.

And about that track shelving. It is a great idea for adding more books, but it isn’t so great when the room is filled with 50 long shelves all smashed together and the one you want is right in the middle. The shelves have buttons that move them open. But, we discovered, if you want the middle shelf, you have to move all the other shelves first, one by one. As you may expect, bookshelves do not move quickly. Lucky for me there was no one else between any of the shelves I had to move to get to mine, because if someone is between shelves they don’t move. The library avoids nasty crushing accidents that way, but if it’s your time to go I can’t imagine a better way than being smooshed between two heavy moving bookshelves.

I also discovered that it isn’t a good idea to jump between the shelves and try to find your book real quick as they move apart. Trying to look at the book titles as they move away makes the eyes freak out and the head go swirly because your equilibrium gets thrown off.

I checked out four books, because my in progress reading list on view over to your left is far too short. Ha! Here’s what I brought home:

  • Montaigne’s Essays. Yes, yes, I know. I already read all of Montaigne. I got this one just to look at because this one, as one of you kind readers tipped me off to, has illustrations by Salvador Dali. The essays were chosen by him too. And let me say, Dali does not disappoint. Montaigne and surrealism go great together. I’m going to have to find a copy of this book that I can own for myself.
  • Hesiod. I got an edition that has Works and Days, Theogony, and The Shield of Herakles all in one and translated by Richmond Lattimore
  • Emerson’s Conduct of Life. Judging from all the pencil underlining in it, at least one person has enjoyed it before me.
  • And finally, a proper Emerson biography, Emerson: The Mind on Fire. It is a heavy book with small print. I hope I can finish it before it must be returned. I am glad I will get two renewals on it unless someone else wants it and what are the odds of that? And for anyone who is interested, J.C. Hallman, the author of The Devil is a Gentleman, has an interview with Robert Richardson, the author of the Emerson bio, about Richardson’s new book on William James over at Bookslut.

I’d better leave off now, I’ve got lots of reading to attend to.