Friday, September 25, 2009

Welcome To The Folger

So I spent all yesterday reading my homework (ack! at my age... err, stage in my dissertation). Today I went into the Folger Shakespeare Library (which is conveniently located next to the Library of Congress, which I hadn't realized) for the first of my Dissertation Writing Seminar meetings.

The library's nice, though I'm mildly puzzled by a library which serves British historians Orange Pekoe tea. Not that I have anything against Orange Pekoe but....

Met some cool people from English departments all over the East Coast/Midwest and one other historian who together with me forms the History department contingent of our seminar. One of these days, we too will emerge from our cocoons of ignorance to flutter about in the light of Literary Analysis, but until then we must be content to worry about concrete facts like dates and historical causality (e.g. if A happens before B, then B cannot have caused A) because I don't think I was quite following everything else they talked about.... Must brush up on my lit jargon for next month.

Seriously though, this is going to be a lot of fun. And I've already read two of the books that have been assigned for our next meeting - sweet!

Research accomplished:
None for my dissertation, but I read more seventeenth-century poetry than I'd ever read before in my life (that I remember), so that was at least different...

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

All Good Mini-Vacations Must Come To An End

So I spent yesterday and today catching up with friends, singing with the Oratorio Society of Virginia, and playing with Kim's puppy. In other news, Kim has diabolically introduced me to the TV sitcom The Big Bang Theory and there is a distinct possibility that I won't have to drive anywhere tomorrow! Yes, that makes me ridiculously happy.

Work accomplished today:
I started to read a poem - homework for my class at the Folger Shakespeare Library on Friday. Didn't get very far, but that will change tomorrow!

Now, I'm going to sit back, watch the season premiere of NCIS, and enjoy the end of my mini-vacation.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Carry Me Back To Old Virginia...

Well, the sixteen hours of driving wasn't fun, and I really think there is something disturbing about having to gas up your car four (or maybe five, I lost track) times in one day, but I am back in Virginia! Yippee!

Research accomplished today:
Um, none. Ask again on Monday.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Research Library Etiquette

On my last day in the library here at Illinois, I thought I'd take a moment to reflect upon the proper archive/research library behavior. I've seen some absolutely mind-boggling mistakes that make me wonder if that person has any common sense whatsoever - let's drink bottled orange juice and hold a highlighter in our hand while we read the 500-year-old books! (Such actions invariably set off the Attack Librarians, which can be very entertaining.)

Other parts of library/archival behavior code aren't quite so self-evident. Now some places are stricter than others so you should always check each archive/library's website (I've actually seen one that will let you bring your purse into the reading room, as long as it isn't too big) but for the most part here are the rules:

1) Pencils only. No pens, highlighters, crayons, or anything else that might leave a permanent mark on the document.

2) You can bring in your own paper – sometimes – but be prepared to have your pile of papers and/or notebook searched on your way out. It's not that they don't trust you, they just don't trust you with their priceless, irreplaceable and very portable manuscripts!

3) You can bring in your laptop and computer cord, but the computer bag must be left in a locker outside the reading room. Some reading rooms will have laptop-free zones, so be careful where you sit. Also, some places will require you to open up your laptop on the way out to make sure you haven't hidden anything between the screen and the keyboard.

4) Rarely, you will be allowed to bring in a camera to take pictures, but the flash MUST be turned off and don't even think about bringing in your camera bag.

5) In case it isn't already obvious – no bags. Nothing that you can hide stuff in. A few archives actually will hand out clear plastic tote-sized bags for you to pile your junk into, so you can carry it, but even then you will often have to pull everything out of the bag for inspection.

6) Jackets, hooded sweatshirts with big pockets, and other all-concealing clothing is also a no-no. Layers are good (for preservation purposes, the ideal temperature to store books – and hence the ideal temperature for a reading room – is something like 64 degrees!) but make sure they're not big bulky ones. Rule of thumb: if it's what you wear to smuggle your own food into the movie theatres, don't wear it to the archive.

And that's it. Simple!

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go drive for sixteen hours. And reflect upon how much cooler H.G. Wells' The Time Machine would have been if he'd kept the hippo scene....

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Last Night In Illinois

So it's my last night in Illinois. Eek! Where has all the time gone? (Oh, wait, I can look at my string of previous blog posts and know exactly where that time went.)

I picked up Mom at the airport this evening, and now we're puttering around the hotel. I'm supposed to be packing but somehow I ended up blogging instead.... Tomorrow is my last day in the library and then I'm OFF to Charlottesville, Virginia (for a few days, at least).

Research accomplished today:
1) Read an Italian account book.
2) Read through some interesting manuscripts.
3) Spent all morning trying to figure out what in the world was going on with my credit card bills and pondering whether or not my early modern research subjects ever had similar problems. Ahh, the joys of a debt-based economy!

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Name That Englishman

One of the things I love the most about reading early modern stuff is all the names. I mean, sure, you've got the boring ones like John Lee or John Harris. And then you've got the uninspired names like William Williams (hello, imagination anyone?) or a slew of "The Elder"s and "The Younger"s kind of like our Senior and Junior nowadays. And then you've got the names that you just can't read (the handwriting's that bad).

But sometimes you come up with a winner. Like Nathaniel Clutterbuck. Jacob Tinkersone. John Nash (remember, the guy I decided was haunting the 20th c. John Nash). Hiblye, Stibbs, Asheyes, and the now-familiar Snape also pop up.

Then there are the awesome phonetic spellings, because nothing's standardized yet. Browne's not too bad, and Martyne's still recognizable. Jenckins, Symounds, and ffletcher are a little more out there.

Okay, I cheated on that last one. For those of you who don't know "ff" is the same thing as "F" in early modern English.

At any rate, early modern names are fun! Shakespeare, anyone?

Research accomplished today:
1) Finished one very annotated almanack and started reading through another.
2) "Read" a few Latin arithmetics.
3) Picked up a bunch of auction catalogues and had a fun discussion with Alvan about how a Rare Books & Manuscripts library acquires its collections.

Two Days And Counting!

Monday, September 14, 2009

Home Stretch

So today begins my last week in Illinois! I got to the library right on time this morning (okay, I do that most every morning) and stayed almost to closing (you can't stay all the way to closing because that's rude - the staff wants to leave at closing, too, but they've got to put away all your books first).

After all that hard work, I headed over to Panera, where the internet is much faster than my hotel and tried to email pictures into the Saint Mary's College of Maryland 2009 Governor's Cup Photography Competition. Phew, that's a mouthful! But I have some beautiful pictures... if only they weren't such huge files!

Research accomplished today:
1) Read some more almanacs, including one that had a list of "corrupt jurors" in it. THAT's a helluva way to go down into history!
2) Read some books about mathematical games and how to cheat at cards.
3) Read an Italian arithmetic book. Well, read is perhaps too strong a word, considering I don't read Italian. Although Italian is basically Latin. Which I barely read. But Latin, I mean, it might as well be Spanish. Now THAT I can read...!

P.S. I'm apparently really into my exclamation points today. Must be because I read about this:
and am still in !?!?!?

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Why Units Matter

So I was reading through an arithmetic textbook at the library yesterday, and found a section where some reader had crossed out the word "weeks" several times and replaced it with "days."

Here's why units matter in a math problem.

Suppose 12 men can mow 480 acres in 56 weeks. Note: there are only 52 weeks in a year.

If you do the math, that means 1 man can do 40 acres in 56 weeks, or 1 acre in 1.4 weeks. That means he's doing about 1/10 of an acre a day. What is he mowing with - his wife's sewing scissors??

Now suppose 12 men can mow 480 acres in 56 days. 56 days is 8 weeks, but we'll only work 6 out of 7 days a week (Sundays, gang, can't work on a Sunday) which means really we're only working 48 of those 56 days. So 1 man can do 40 acres in 48 days, which is starting to look like about an acre a day.

Doesn't that look a lot better? Especially since the acre used to be defined as how much a man could plow (which, yes, is a little different from mowing) in a day!

Units matter. And that's my math geekiness for the day.

Research accomplished Friday:
1) Read a bunch of arithmetic books
2) Read a bunch of almanacs
3) Discovered that "Beware the Cat" was an early modern book about talking cats.
4) Decided to call it quits early when I started putting almanacs into the wrong folders and writing about "bencil parks" in my manuscripts.

Have a great weekend!

Thursday, September 10, 2009

German Heroin

So I've been feeling tired all day today, and couldn't figure out why until a few minutes ago. Then I realized I didn't take my meds this morning. Oops. I'm one of those people who can read down a list of side-effects on my drugs and say, "Yup, yup, yup, double yup." One of the side-effects of Sudafed (the real stuff, you know, that they've outlawed and hidden behind the pharmacy counters) is it makes me hyper. Like, when they put me on the 24-hour Sudafed I didn't sleep for a couple of days. And when I forget to take my 12-hour Sudafed first thing in the morning, I feel tired. (Now you know the secret source of my superpower - use that knowledge wisely.)

Random archival weirdness: today, I saw someone vacuuming the cover of a 300-year-old book. I also read a book advertisement for a story starring a "German Heroin." Got to love early modern spelling!

And since Germany also makes me think of Norway (don't ask) I thought I'd share this other little historical entertainment with you:


Research accomplished today:
1) Read through a half dozen copies of Wingate's Arithmetic.
What, that not enough??

A Bit Belated

So I spent last night hanging out with the gang from Rare Books & Manuscripts which means this is a few hours late. Close enough for government work.

Yesterday was 9/9/09. Flip it upside down and you get 666. I'm sure this is somehow significant.

Also, when I was reading through this old book, I found a printed marginal note (not something a reader later added, but actually printed into the book) that read "Beware the Cat."

The strangeness of this was further compounded by 1) there being no reference to cats in the text and 2) Chatham (the guy whose house we were at) has a slightly nippy cat.

Research accomplished yesterday:
1) Got to see, firsthand, the effects of ink eating away paper
2) Started in on Stowe's Survey of London, just because UIUC has six trillion copies of it.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

It's Alive!

So I replaced the battery in my watch today. I'd forgotten how... readable... it used to be. Of course, the jewelry shop guy helpfully tried to reprogram it with date and time and gave up about the time he realized he'd turned on the alarm and couldn't get it turned off. Luckily, I have the instructions safely scanned into a jpeg that resides in my good ol' harddrive.

On a totally different note, I think by the end of my tenure I will have stumbled onto just about every single cataloguing problem in UIUC's collection. It's kinda crazy.

Research accomplished today:
1) Learned how to use trigonometry to find the location of a bee's nest.
2) Read several mss account books.
3) Got distracted looking at pretty pictures from British History Online
(a wonderful website - http://www.british-history.ac.uk/ )
4) Helped my co-Velde scholar get set up to take pictures and download them to his Mac

Errr, okay, so that last one wasn't research. Maybe those last two...

Sunday, September 6, 2009

It's Raining, It's Pouring, At Least There's No Snoring

So I have one of those tea pitchers where you can both brew your tea and then pour it using a little spigot at the bottom. Today, as I'm leaving the room, I pour myself a glass of tea.

The spigot gets stuck into the open position.

There is a half gallon of tea in my pitcher. Needless to say, my glass is not that big.

So I frantically try to unstick the spigot. Failing that, I pull the pitcher out of the fridge and stuff it in the sink so I'm not pouring tea all over the fridge and floor. Still can't get the spigot unstuck. I turn the pitcher on its side, so the liquid can't reach the spigot, and it starts leaking out the top.

I just can't win with this thing.

Finally I get the spigot unstuck and then thank my foresight in buying a LOT of paper towels as I mop up the mess.

Flash forward about five hours to a strange popping noise in the back of my car. I go to check on it and discover that one of the bottles in the six-pack of Coke I bought at the Meier's has popped its little seal and is now leaking all over my floor mats. At least it was only on the rubber one, not the cloth one, but c'mon, seriously? Both in one day?

In other news, it's Labor Day Weekend so I spent the day hiking in Meadowbrook Park. It has the awesomemest kids' play area (any Dogwood Elementary School alums out there may visualize the old Creative Playground) and acres of tallgrass praerie nature reserve. Way cool.

Friday, September 4, 2009

My Precious...

So for anyone who hasn't seen my car, it's a big gold-and-silver SUV. I love my car, but have mixed feelings about a very useful and multifunctional gas-guzzling SUV being my only mode of vehicular transportation. That combined with the fact that the Lord of the Rings movies were still coming out when I got it lead to the natural nickname of "My Precious."

Know the country music song "Think Before He Cheats" ? It's all about a girl who destroys her boyfriend's car because he cheated on her. I like the song, but anyone who did that to MY car would get socked with 1) a lawsuit 2) a restraining order and 3) my brother, all in short order.

With all this in mind... I come down from my room this morning and find a rose sitting on the hood of my car. Very deliberately placed there, as you had to tromp through a planter and stand on a bush to get to the hood of my car. I was - and still am - thoroughly creeped out by this, as basically no one in Illinois knows me. Whoever my secret admirer is... I don't have the faintest idea who THEY are. And given the distinctiveness of my car (did I mention it currently has a bike rack sticking out of its trailer hitch?) I'm pretty sure they didn't mistake my car for someone else's.

Insult to injury - a spider decided to create a web between my tailgate and my bike last night. I knocked it off the bike and am hoping it will remove itself from my Precious of its own free will while I'm at work. More likely, it'll lurk around under the handle of my driver's side door and bite me when I try to go grocery shopping this evening. But hey, if a rejected and irate stalker/serial killer blows up my car the instant I open the door, I'll never have to die of the spider's poison.

Paranoid? Not me...

Research accomplished today:
1) Finished my latin arithmetic book
2) Searched through several manuscript finding aides and one small manuscript collection. Haven't transcribed any of the cool documents yet, just found them so I know where to start on Monday... err... Tuesday... because apparently Monday's Labor Day.

All I can say is... TGIF!

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Is This Seat Taken?

So I went off for my normal tea break today, and came back to find this guy sitting in my chair.

Now, admittedly, I hadn't left any books at my spot. Or my computer. Those are the big things that even the absolutely clueless can't miss. But you still have to be pretty out of it to not see all my papers, my pencil, and my laptop cord.

I went and carefully extricated my stuff (he'd set his laptop on my papers, his books on my pencil, and was SITTING on my computer cord).

He never once acted embarrassed or apologized.

(Insert judgmental term of choice here.)

Research accomplished today:
1) Read some commonplace books.
2) Plowed my way through a bit of a latin arithmetic textbook. Definitely need to brush up on my latin.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Palaeography Day

Today I got into reading some manuscripts. In a bizarre coincidence, the two manuscripts I wanted out of the entire UIUC were Post-1650 MS 0159 and Pre-1650 MS 0159. The poor staff at the issue desk were completely convinced I'd asked for the same thing twice, for at least about an hour (while I had run off to lunch so they couldn't double-check with me).

So in honor of the continued ruination of my eyesight, I hereby declare today:
PALAEOGRAPHY DAY.

What does that mean? I'm going to give you links to some palaeography websites so you can see exactly what I'm trying to read. And understand that, when I complain about having to use palaeography techniques to read a student's handwriting, said student has really bad handwriting.

http://www.english.cam.ac.uk/ceres/ehoc/index.html
http://www.nationalarchives.gov.uk/palaeography/

And, because it can't all be in English:

http://www.nationalarchives.gov.uk/latin/beginners/
http://www.nationalarchives.gov.uk/latinpalaeography/

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

The Wrong Side of the Tracks

I live on the wrong side of the tracks. I'm not sure what the right side of the tracks is - or if it even exists - but going over railroad tracks five times on your two mile bike ride is five times too many!

In library news, the UIUC Rare Books & Manuscripts department has acquired a collection of mini... mini books. These aren't your ordinary mini books (Baker's Wellspring of Sciences is always pretty small, for example). No, these are almost dollhouse sized books! Itsy bitsy and have to be read with a magnifying class. Or maybe a high-powered scientific microscope....

On a related note, apparently Sir Conan Doyle wrote a Sherlock Holmes story for one of Queen Victoria's grandchildren's dollhouses. Book size: mini mini. Print run: 1.

Research accomplished today:
I read a couple of Baker's books (hence the reason they were on my mind) and did research on what fellowships I ought to be applying for, so I can have funding for next year.