The West Desk

Welcome to the west desk. this used to be a newsletter, now it's a blog... here we'll discuss problems, funny stories, policy changes-- pretty much anything we need or want to talk about on the job. if you're library security and want to write for it (please do) just email 727 at his gmail. Important: The opinions expressed on this blog are not endorsed by HBLL Security as a whole or the Brigham Young University Police Department.

2006-02-24

Record your feelings here.

Ok, I think I've found one of my favorite entries in the guest log down in the exhibit.

It reads: "I hat thiss place. It is Boring." (actual spelling preserved)

Poor kid, he probably got dragged here by his parents and was forced to stand around and look at old dusty books...then he found a pen and paper!

I wonder if his parents saw it and got all embarrassed...

I've marked the page with this entry on it with an "X" in the top right-hand corner if you wish to see it for yourself.


And feel free to post your favorite entries here.

2006-02-22

The Secret of Spring

So...I was just doing some light reading this weekend in St. George and I came across what is, in my opinion, one of the literary greats of our time. I spent hours and hours reading and have truely become converted to this author. I wanted to share this find with those I love. Here is the oh-so-thrilling-back-cover-synopsis-that-is pretty-much-the-whole-novel-in-a-few-paragraphs. Hope you fall in love as I did.


The Secret of Spring

He's a sentient plant.

Herb Moss is a nice young man. He's a Vegan: a member of a genetically engineered species , part human and part plant. Life is a little dull--everyone keeps telling him it's to put down roots. Surely, he thinks, a little romantic correspondence on the side can do no harm.

She's a magician's daughter...
Mean while, far away on the plant New Land, a young woman named Spring has been living with her widowed father Gabriel, a practicing sorcerer, keeping house and helping out with the business. It's been a good life.

...with a big secret.
But Gabriel has discovered hiterto-unknown magical secrets that can bring their possessor absolute power. And for safekeeping he's sorcerously locked them within his daughter, where on her own true love--or, failing that, someone she likes a lot--can access them. So to speak.

Trouble ensues.
Then, when her father is killed under suspicious circumstances, Spring flees to the shelter of an austere Order, where, grieving she places a personal ad, looking for a pen pal with whom she can discuss botany. Little does she know that her knew pen pal Herb thinks she's interested in romance.
Meanwhile, an ambitious wizard has learned of the existence of Spring's secrets. And he'll do anything to get them...including the obvious.

2006-02-21

Praise to the Men...

Props to the guys in here who manage to walk out with lovely ladies on their arms and below average looks on their own faces. I wish I knew their secret... it gives me hope, my friends, a whole lotta hope...

2006-02-20

The Regency Romance novel brought us to tears...of laughter

729 and I have a habit of reading the backs of cheesy romance novels aloud to each other at the desk, and we stumbled across the granddady. I highlighted all my favorite parts in bold. So here it is, in all its puppy-dog-eyed glory:

"Beauty and the Brawn"

"Truman Fleming has spent enough days wearing a suit--and enough nights on the arm of silly socialites--to last a lifetime. After all, he has better things to do with his hands than push pencils and spend the family fortune, so he straps on a toolbelt and decides to live the simple life. But things definitely get complicated when he runs smack into lady lawyer Marcy Paglinowski.

"Together, they rescue a terrified puppy...and soon the sparks that fly ignite more than just their sympathy.

"Marcy's strived hard to become a lawyer, and the last thing she needs is a workin' man--even one like Truman--who's got biceps and triceps galore... [Rooster says: "I didn't know you could have more than just two..."]

"No, she's determined to find a reliable guy with a steady paycheck and a four-door vehicle, and Truman, no matter how sexy he looks in tight, dusty jeans and a T-shirt, isn't for her...or is he?"

After we had wiped the tears of mirth off our faces, we decided to bring you the back of this cheesy novel...because a cheesier novel-back won't come around again in your lifetime...or will it???

2006-02-16

The "king" is dead...

503
0804-0915

417
0804-0900

"Know ye not that they which run in a race run all, but one receiveth the prize? So run, that ye may obtain."
-1 Corinthians 9:24

2006-02-15

The KING has returned!!

That's right 708 and 747 -- Lil' old Joel KICKED YOUR TRASH!!

298 Laps!!! (
consecutive laps in the exhibit without any patrons entering)

On February 15th, from 1815-1915 I, 738, broke your puny records and then some!!


B
LOW ye the trumpet in the HBLL, and sound an alarm in my holy library: let all the inhabitants of the land tremble: for the day of JOEL cometh, for it is nigh at hand. --Joel 2:1

2006-02-10

Come One, Come All (Just don't tell anyone)

Yes, it is true. Late-Night Alarm Training will be this month on February 24th. If you have to ask where or when, you are not invited.

Bring $5 to Mr. T the night of or before. YOU WILL NOT BE PLAYING OR PARTICIPATING AT ALL IF YOU DO NOT...I MEAN IT!

2006-02-04

So let it be written...

So let it be known. On Saturday, Feb. 4. 2006, at 1853 hours, the record for consecutive laps in the exhibit (without any patrons entering) was broken.

The record now stands at 251 laps.

They say records are made to be broken. Good luck with that one, my friends.

"A lot of people run a race to see who's fastest. I run to see who has the most guts."
-Steve Prefontaine

2006-02-03

Internship of Mr. T's Dreams

I just thought this would be a good opportunity for all of us to guess the "internship of Mr. T's dreams (you know, the one he talked about in his e-mail.)

My guesses:

Janitorial engineer
Mormon "rapper"
Secret Service Captain