Sunday, March 10, 2013
Vermont Sugar Free Syrup
The title comes from the first item on my shopping list, which also happens to be scribbled with blog ideas. I have few uninterrupted blocks of time to do this, so I have to jot down my thoughts and hope to remember what they mean later on. For instance, I have "pets--fish" written, and have no clue what that was about.
I do find it funny that the sugar-free pancake syrup I buy is called "Maple Grove Farms Vermont Sugar Free Syrup," as if it came out of a real tree in some idyllic northeastern landscape. Not a big fan of artificial sweeteners, but hey, gotta have my low-carb gluten-free pancakes.
Okay, I also have "bullies" down here, and don't know what that's about either. But ah--here's one: "card catalog." Now that will bring me to a topic.
I was a lover of the card catalog. If you don't remember, it was a great oaken bureau found in the library. On the face of it were rows of small, but very long (when you pulled them out) drawers. Each one had a bronze handle and a label of the alphabetical section contained within it. The drawers were stuffed with 3 x 5 typewritten cards that told you, by author or by title, where to find the book you wanted. It was a great system. It worked. But then came computers.
I am not against technology. Writing on my laptop is ecstasy. It might even be possible to make a helpful program to use as a substitute for the card catalog. However, the likelihood of our town's public library selecting such a system was about as likely as me winning the Pulitzer Prize. For a time they kept both. I did try the computer search on many occasions, as a test for my blood pressure. It could bring a man to tears. I would type in the correct author and title of a book that I could see on the shelf and the computer would say it did not exist. I remember it clearly. It was D'Aulaires' Book of Greek Myths.
Well, one day the inevitable finally happened. I entered the public library and beheld the empty space. My beloved behemoth was gone. I had begged them to keep it--just as a back-up. I had even volunteered to personally keep it up to date. But they were determined. All was lost. My hopes of ever finding a book easily and efficiently again had disappeared--poof!
But you know, something positive has come of this tragedy. Now forced to wander the stacks, hoping against hope I will find what I'm looking for...I have discovered...a whole bunch of cool books I might not have seen otherwise!