Meeting Beth (plus a garden rant)

Enjoyed meeting Beth on the weekend; she's a friend of Jeff's gaming buddies whom everyone had met online but not yet in person.



I love it when online friendships make it to in-person contact. Beth's visit was a surprise for most of the guys; it was fun to see people's reactions when they met her and clued into the fact that they had already "met" her through online gaming.



Speaking of gaming, I played Formula 1 for the first time. I was even doing well for a while!



Until I got too enthusiastic and spun out, that is. Ah well.

While showing Beth around our garden, by the way, I noticed that SOMETHING IS EATING MY PLANTS!!


Photo by Walter.

Argggh. Several of my plants had clearly been vandalized.

I'd accuse the squirrels, but do squirrels eat parsley?!?


Photo by Walter.

Library Boy song & lyrics

A while back, I mentioned that I was disappointed that Urban Tapestry hasn't performed Library Boy much since we debuted it for our friend Rand in 2002 because of my sucky tendinitis tendons. Allison already has so much on her plate these days (she's in the midst of writing report cards right now!). Thanks to those who volunteered to learn the song for singing in public -- I'm pretty pleased with the song, and it seems a shame to retire it.

Sadly, I wasn't able to find a taped recording of the song.

Happily, Jodi kindly volunteered to help me put together a recording for people to use as reference. I created a crude accompaniment using a bit of live guitar and a Garageband guitar loop; it's not perfect, but it was enough for her to sing with. Jodi, by the way, is an excellent and reliable voiceover artist, so if you need professional voiceover work done, please do check out Voiceoversandvocals.com.

I may be adding some more instrumentation eventually, but for now you can download the song from the FilkArchive.

Speaking of the FilkArchive, I've also uploaded recorded versions of Waiting For Frodo, Sing With Me, and Heart of the Mountain (by Phil Mills).

I'm hoping to eventually add some other songs that Urban Tapestry doesn't tend to perform live anymore because of my guitar-challenged tendons. Homecoming is one of these songs, but it's available on our live album (Sushi and High Tea) and can also hear it on our MySpace page.

Here are the lyrics/chords:

LIBRARY BOY
By Debbie Ridpath Ohi, performed by Urban Tapestry
(Happy birthday to our friend Rand Bellavia of Ookla the Mok
From Allison, Jodi & Debbie)
April/2002

C F G
I am a civilized girl, I comb my hair, I love my family
C
but I confess my very favourite refuge is my local
F G
library.
F G
The musty bookshelves are so picturesque
F G C C
But most of all I like the guy behind the desk.


CHORUS:
F C
Hey, Mr. Library Boy, please wontcha
F C
show me a little Heinlein or some Leo Tolstoy
F C
You don't know I exist but you have my heart
G
Wontcha stamp my card?

C C

C F G
The way you put away books, the way you always articulate
C
The way you gimme a look when I talk too loud, it makes my poor heart
F G
palpitate
F G
When I go home, the world loses its zest
F G C C
Can't wait 'til I get back to the guy behind the desk.


CHORUS:
F C
Hey, Mr. Library Boy, please wontcha
F C
show me a little Heinlein or some Leo Tolstoy
F C
You don't know I exist but you have my heart
G
Wontcha stamp my card?

C F G
I've got a tendency to keep books 'til they're way overdue
C
I get the notices but it's been six years, where's my special
F G
visit from you?
F G
You smile at me and I can't help but obsess
F G C C
how I'd like to catalog the guy behind the desk.


CHORUS:
F C
Hey, Mr. Library Boy, please wontcha
F C
show me a little Heinlein or some Leo Tolstoy
F C
You don't know I exist but you have my heart
G
Wontcha stamp my card?


BRIDGE/END:
C F C C
Oh Mr. Library Boy, by now you surely know I'm not a newcomer
C F
So baby, let's not be coy, I'd like to get your
C C
Dewey Decimal Number
F G
I try but nothing I do will make me forget
F G C -------
My passion for that special guy behind the desk.



(Jodi: Mr. Library Boy, lemme show ya some
bibliophile joy)