10-6-08
5:24 PM
I am immediately self-conscious.
The clop of my shoes - rubber soled they may be - is the loudest sound in here. There is [the] white noise of the ventilation system and some kind of mechanical whirring on top of that, but both are hardly noticable. Every sound the librarian makes - moving her chair, checking out a book (beep - tear) echoes throughout the whole building. There are no carpets. The central hall has a tile floor and the rest of the building has hardwood floors.
I sat down next to an eccentric-looking middle-aged man reading the Herald. The librarian looks like a librarian.
5:33
There are 9 people on the main floor actively using the library. 3 of them are wearing headphones. Others are coming and going.
Clop. Clop. Whirr. Creak.
The sun is setting already and the light is softening. Coughing. Rustling of newspapers.
Dorm-room-quality furniture.
One man in headphones is sleeping in the back.
It is slightly below room temperature and dry.
The ceilings are in the neighborhood of 14'
5:44
The one eccentric middle-aged man has been replaced by another, who sniffles as he reads the same Herald. Another middle-aged man reads the Globe on a couch in front of the fireplace.
Steady stream of people dropping things off.
The man reading the Herald has a pen in his hand and has on the table next to him 2 DVD's and a Novel: "Reign Over Me," "Waitress," and "Phantom Prey," by John Sandford.
The man by the fireplace stopped by just long enough to thumb through the paper and is now leaving.
5:50
This has been a long 25 minutes. Herald man leaves.
I go to the computer. The fonts on the screen are gigantic. Why, yes there is p*rn in the history from today. A sampling (at random):
-Craig's List
-NYC Voter Assistance Commission
-Dutch News
-MySpace
-Port Authority of New York
-Fox News: Global Poll finds Obama Preferred in all Countries but U.S.
Most visited today:
-Somerville Public Library
-GMail
-MySpace
-Craig's List
-Yahoo!
-MSN
-Stuff you Wanted - The Samurai DVD Store
Events today, 10-6:
-3pm - Spider Boxes
-6pm - Learn English
-6:30 - Needlework Group
-7:15 - Learn English
10-7
-11am - Story Time
6pm
I am asked for the machine.
Grandpa is here with his 2 granddaughters at my table. He is thumbing through the Globe while they do their thing.
That computer had its back to the door. Can I check another one [?]
Grandpa was kind enough to put the paper back.
6:04
There are 5 people actively using the library. All are adult males.
It's a Carnegie Library. Maybe your town has one.
6:12
It's thinned out. Only 3 people (men) seated, including me.
6:15
It's getting darker out and colder in here. Let's see where the bathroom is.
The children's room is downstairs. To get to the bathroom, you need to pass through it. It's a basement with murals painted on brick walls. The 2 ladies in the needlework group are down there. It's musty. The bathroom is accessed through a staff area where the door is ajar. The bathroom is out of order. The stairs are worn and creaky.
I went upstairs. It is one large room with a stage against the back wall and stacks on either side of a central seating area. It is also musty and the paint on the ceiling is peeling. There is 60's-style oak-veneer panelling on the walls.
I'm really thirsty and ready to go. There is no water fountain.
Monday, October 6, 2008
Monday Evening at the library
What follows is a transcription of what I jotted down in a notebook over the course of an hour. I tried to maintain a spirit of open, receptive observation, as I'm not going in with any strong hypotheses in mind:
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