I borrowed a book from the library this week, my first library trip since the pandemic started. I've walked to and around the city and the university libraries, but they were closed or under call-to-pick-up orders then and I didn't want to add my burden to theirs.
But bunny_hugger needed a book for her philosophy department's reading group, and the Michigan State University library was the best place to get it. She'd tried to request it from the library herself, but the account login refused all plausible PINs. So rather than deal with getting that reset I offered to just request it on my account. And when the book came in I drove over --- it's a bit chilly and, worse, icy to do the hour-plus walk --- and went in and out for my quickest visit ever. It would have been quicker still but the books set off the exit scanner. The woman at the desk re-checked them out, and the books ... again set off the exit scanner. They waved me out. I think I'll return the books to the drop box.
If I'm not mistaken I hadn't been into the MSU library since the last week of February; nor into the Lansing city library since the first week of March. It's the longest I've gone without checking out a book since ... I could read, I think. I'm not sure when I could have gone longer without.
I did borrow a couple books for myself, too. Ones that I'd had on my list to read someday but that were in remote storage, back when I thought it would be a hassle to request them. It's still a slight hassle --- you'd think there'd be a menu item for 'Request Books' and there's not; it's a link on the card-catalogue page for a book you've looked up --- but nothing serious. I don't figure to borrow many books, not before I can get vaccinated, and not while I still have the abundance of Christmas gifts to read. But it does feel good to have a fresh library book in hand.
They did not stamp a due date in the front cover. The university library changed the loans from five renewals to unlimited, for the duration.
The parking lots were uncannily empty, and, good.
How about more of the Turner-Dodge House, seen New Year's Day of 2020?
More Christmas trees; this one's labelled ``Our Family Tree'' and has a bunch of picture ornaments which were not won at a pinball tournament. So far as I know.
Now on to some sports trees, like the Michigan State University tree. Also, notice the chimney; I'm not sure that every room here had a chimney but it felt like it.
And the other sports tree, for the Lansing Junior Vixens, one of the Lansing area's several roller derby leagues.
A walk-in closet with a bunch of mannequins and dolls and wedding dresses all ready for your circa-1984 music video.
``The Original Artificial Christmas Tree'', some of those extremely sparse trees like you see in movies from like 1930. In their defense, those trees do show off ornaments well.
More and more trees. Do you get the theme of the tree on the right? I bet it's going to surprise you!
Yes, that's right: it's an Andy Warhol-themed Christmas tree because ??? ????? ????? ????????? ??? ???? ? ??????? ????? ????????????? ??????? ?? ????.
Another bedroom, another fireplace, and a small tree with that Burl Ives Snowman.
One of the trees with that lovely interlinked paper ring garland, and a steamer trunk like you'd see in a 1920 movie.
A deep purple and blue tree. I love the patterns of color here.
Another look out north from the bedroom window.
Decorations on top of a stairway.
Trivia: Before 1200, the word ``quaint'' (spelled ``cointe'') meant ``knowing, wise, skilled, clever'', though within a century had picked up the connotation of something cunning or crafty. Source: Semantic Antics: How and Why Words Change Meaning, Sol Steinmetz.
Currently Reading: The Great Delusion: A Mad Inventor, Death in the Tropics, and the Utopian Origins of Economic Growth, Steven Stoll. One of the library books I borrowed. You know it's going to be good when you talk about the Fourierist phalanxes. I'd forgotten about the North American Phalanx, which was built close to where I lived in the 80s and 90s.