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I hate to say it, but the Chinese law journals in our collection have really boring titles. They’re almost all called “Law Journal” or “The Law Journal” or “Journal of Law.” My Chinese coworkers agree. Needless to say, I have no idea which of the law journals this ad came from, but I bet I can guess the title with at least 75% accuracy.

Macmillan textbooks and I go way back, all the way to my speeling book in 2nd grade. These days, the textbook division is merged with McGraw Hill, but Macmillan still publishes fiction, etc. I wonder what the China Edition textbooks included. History? Ha! Reminds me of a rare book display of early American documents with famous signatures that the Law Library set out for a delegation from China. Our oldest items were from the late 18th century. The Chinese delegation laughed a bit, and rightly so. Although, it’s probably safe to assume that these were legal textbooks… just less fun to contemplate. Whatever the China Edition covered, enjoy the ad.

Long ago, in the summer of 2005, I worked at an eBay consignment store called ezAuctioning in Old Town Alexandria. So long ago, in fact, the original location that I once worked at no longer exists. So long ago, in fact, that eBay consignment stores were mocked in a popular film that now comes on TV, like, 5 times a month.  Sometimes on Lifetime-like networks. At ezA, I researched and wrote the descriptions for items that folks brought in to the store to sell. Highlights include:

  •   A 2 storage unit sized collection of toys based on British TV shows and movies,
  • A cache of vintage rock posters from the Scranton Catholic Youth Center that brought in multiple thousands each, and
  • A Sputnik commemorative lamp, lovingly called Sputlamp, that died during shipment, even though we called in the pros to pack it.

While I cannot say that my time at ezA turned into a passion for descriptive cataloging (I leave that to the pros, namely my future mother-in-law), I am still a little obsessed with selling things on eBay. It’s the ultimate challenge of making something searchable with eBay’s built in categories, your description, and most importantly the title of your auction. You need a really broad range of knowledge. Being familiar with the abbreviations, like NWOT for New Without Tags, isn’t enough anymore. Selling a shift dress with a vintage neck line? Better put “Mad Men” in your title. Selling something with an unpronounceable brand name? Try spelling it correctly and incorrectly. eBay has a “did you mean” feature now, but in my ezA days, it did not.

Is crafting the perfect eBay listing straight description? Or is it more description by reference in a semi-crowd sourced way, sort of like at LibraryThing or like SOCAL, the social catalog in Drupal? eBay doesn’t give users permission to comment on listings, but you have to know what users are saying/watching/reading/listening to in order to build a better listing. Maybe if eBay figures it out, catalogers will pick up on it. Or vice versa.

So, what was up with that vaguely political, mildly awkward post about Will/Colbert the other day? Allow me to explain.

I’m from southeastern Virginia: the land of Michael Vick (who went to my mom’s high school), Allen Iverson (who went to my high school), crabs the way they’re supposed to taste, and every single branch of the military. Things get a little more cosmopolitan in the 757 all the time, but alas, some things have stayed unapologeticly bubba-fied. This is a good quality in, say, BBQ. It is a less attractive quality with regards to Southern Poverty Law Center recognized hate groups.

Almost every year since I was a little girl, either the KKK or some other Neo-nazi group has met around my hometown. Sometimes they meet on the historic Yorktown Battlefield, other times just in parking lots. But, from time to time they met in the parking lot of my local public library, which was especially upsetting.

After library school, and certainly after law school, I decided that there was no point in being angry, and really embraced the First Amendment as a way to get over the KKK meeting at my childhood libraries. Let them speak, let them meet, let them sit on horses surrounded by cars in the dead heat of August. If you put something like that underground, keep it away from the public eye, people won’t realize just how *truly* ridiculous it is. Grown men playing army in reproduction Third Reich uniforms in July? Seems super smart. Not going to that restaurant because there are black people and Jewish people inside? Om nom nom, more for me. Hence, my appreciation for people who want speech of all kinds to be out in the open, available for comment.

Also, George Will is a baseball superstar and Stephen Colbert is a secret broadway guy, and these things endear me to them.

When I was in second grade, spelling was a subject in school, and we had an actual spelling text book. I went to public school, so we borrowed our text books for the year instead of buying them. Borrowed books must be covered in the Sunday comics (for they are in color), or in an inside out brown paper grocery bag (for you can doodle on those). Kid rules + school rules. Being both a doodler, and a klutz who probably couldn’t make newsprint last for a full school year, I went paper bag style.

I was especially proud of my tape mastery in second grade, and my books were like, perfectly covered. All I needed to do was label them. My mom let me borrow her special permanent (!) magic marker, and in my best pen I wrote on the front cover of my spelling book:

“Speeling.”

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