Cataloging: Day 2

Today's observations:
So many books were cataloged! A student worker from ECCC was in today and she was able to put barcodes on a whole slew of books. I'll be bringing her another trunk-load tomorrow, which will hopefully keep me busy through Friday. If not, I think I'll be going back to the Scooba library for more on Friday morning anyway.
Today's biggest challenge was figuring out Dewey Decimal Numbers. In my head, shelving is a bizarre amalgamation of Library of Congress call numbers and book store alphabetization. This works great for fiction and biography, but any other non-fiction was stumping me. Fortunately, many of the books that I'm cataloging are already in the KNRLS catalog, so I can copy the call numbers from there, and most of the rest have 082s in the MARC records which I can lift. Part of me looks at the ridiculously long Dewey numbers and thinks, does Scooba really need numbers with three digits after the decimal? But then I think, who am I to change numbers that some other (far more qualified) person has decided on? I decided to stop second guessing the records and go with the flow, which works great until you find a record that has three different Dewey classifications. What the hell, guys.


Titles cataloged today: 87

Titles cataloged total: 141

Audio entertainment during the drive: Big Hits (High Tides & Green Grass) - Rolling Stones; Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts' Club Band - The Beatles; Negotiations and Love Songs - Paul Simon

New Southern discovery: Apparently Mississippi was designed with the intention of getting strangers (or just unwary drivers) lost. In addition to the road sign issues mentioned yesterday it is also incredibly difficult to buy a map of the area (I wanted to go into AAA before I left to pick one up but their hours were stupid - 9 to 5 is not super helpful, AAA!), and the car that I rented doesn't have a compass. In an effort to change up my route back to Scooba after work, I took one of the 2 million numbered roads, ended up missing the turnoff for Moscow (my intended destination) and looping all the way back to Philadelphia.

Something I miss from California: God I miss my morning coffee place. Would it be weird to send a postcard to them? If you're in Pasadena, go to Jameson Brown's and have a Vienna latte for me. I miss it.