I used the freight elevator this morning. For some reason, the interior has plastic sheeting taped to the walls. Very Dexter. And apparently I’m not the only one to think so, because someone wrote “Kill Room?” on the tape.
Also, sharing from Instagram to Flickr seems to be working again. YAY!
They’ve pulled up the floor tiles. I love the wooden trap doors at the top of the escalators.
All the books and most of the shelving is now cleared from the 9th floor.
They’re renovating the 9th floor of the west tower. Eventually the fine arts library will move here, so that their space in the fine arts building can be incorporated into the big art museum renovation. The library will permanently lose the space in the art building, unfortunately, so we’re having to find room for the fine arts collection in the main library.
The 9th floor is being cleared out, so it can be renovated, so the fine arts collection will have a new home.
I went to get coffee and check the eastern sky. Bupkis. But I saw that the incoming table in acquisitions was full of books waiting to be unboxed and processed. We call that job security.
Then I looked at the western sky.
What a beautiful Belt of Venus!
I somehow got roped into helping clean out the fridge at work. It was brutal, y’all. Brutal.
I was trying to use Google Translate to make sure I was interpreting a Spanish language title correctly. I had previously used it to check something in German, and that setting stuck, so Google tried to translate Spanish as if it were German. It lost it’s damn mind.
Red-spotted Purple (Limenitis arthemis astyanax)
I thought there was a moth on the outside of the window, but when I got a step stool and looked more closely, it was a butterfly.
I took this photo from the break room, because there isn’t usually anyone in there in the early morning, and I can turn off the lights so there’s no glare on the windows. A coworker came in, as I was leaving, and gave me a perplexed look. I pointed to the window, and to this view, and she still couldn’t understand what I was doing.
Also known as The Wind Tunnel. It’s not too bad this time of year, but in the dead of winter walking through it can be brutal.