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January 28 2012
“ When some boys at the circus make fun of Dumbo and his mother defends him, she is declared a mad, dangerous elephant and locked up in a tiny cage. There is a heartbreaking scene where she cuddles Dumbo with her trunk through the bars of her cell. This teaches parents the valuable lesson that you should never stand up for your child's rights or you might get locked away forever. ”— Smother Goose: Dumbo
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December 30 2011
“— The Popsicle and Halloween Tests: What Makes a Place Livable? - Kaid Benfield - Health - The AtlanticIn a recent post on his firm's excellent blog, PlacesShakers and NewsMakers, Scott Doyon reminds us of the "popsicle test" of a well-designed neighborhood: If an 8-year-old kid can safely go somewhere to buy a popsicle, and get back home before it melts, chances are it's a neighborhood that works. Note that there's no planning jargon in there: nothing explicitly about mixed uses, or connected streets, or sidewalks, or traffic calming, or enough density to put eyes on the street. But, if you think about it, it's all there.
I'm also fond of the "Halloween test": If it's a good neighborhood for trick-or-treating, then it's likely to be compact and walkable. My brother-in-law, who lives in a place that is anything but, drives his kids to the nearest traditional town center on Halloween. Quite a few parents seem to do the same thing by driving to my neighborhood.
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December 29 2011
December 28 2011
“— Paris Review - The Art of Fiction No. 203, Ray BradburyBRADBURY
[…] I’m completely library educated. I’ve never been to college. I went down to the library when I was in grade school in Waukegan, and in high school in Los Angeles, and spent long days every summer in the library. I used to steal magazines from a store on Genesee Street, in Waukegan, and read them and then steal them back on the racks again. That way I took the print off with my eyeballs and stayed honest. I didn’t want to be a permanent thief, and I was very careful to wash my hands before I read them. But with the library, it’s like catnip, I suppose: you begin to run in circles because there’s so much to look at and read. And it’s far more fun than going to school, simply because you make up your own list and you don’t have to listen to anyone. When I would see some of the books my kids were forced to bring home and read by some of their teachers, and were graded on—well, what if you don’t like those books?
I am a librarian. I discovered me in the library. I went to find me in the library. Before I fell in love with libraries, I was just a six-year-old boy. The library fueled all of my curiosities, from dinosaurs to ancient Egypt. When I graduated from high school in 1938, I began going to the library three nights a week. I did this every week for almost ten years and finally, in 1947, around the time I got married, I figured I was done. So I graduated from the library when I was twenty-seven. I discovered that the library is the real school.
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December 27 2011
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November 23 2011
- via Marigold garden; pictures and rhymes
November 19 2011
November 02 2011
- via Land of Nowhere
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