I think there was always a library contingency. Most teenagers hang out in their room with their social media. Malls have been replaced with Snapchat.

Somebody was telling me about taking her middle-school-ish aged kid to hang out at Target much like we used to do at the mall. Can't remember who that was.

I used to spend quite a bit of time at the library because it was near the soccer field so I could go there after practice to wait for my ride home and be in the air conditioning. And read. But the air conditioning was definitely a factor.

Well, we've got a teen room where they don't have to be quiet. . . which means that they tend to be quite loud as they enter the library, hang out in the lobby area and of course in the teen room, on the stairs that go up to Children's Services (where they aren't supposed to be).

The traditional library contingency doesn't get the quiet, lowkey library that I remember.

Oh, that is an interesting development!

I like the idea of a teen room. It's been, um, 30 years since I worked in a public library. I remember the children's room was where a lot of parents dropped their kids off but not so much the older kids.

Oooh, I just got a request for peer feedback on Coworker Who Thinks I'm Incompetent. She's not actually a peer and is senior to me, so I am going to have to think this through. Not that I would say anything bad, but I wonder if I can come up with something actually constructive.

My country presents: welcome to Eurovision 2019, honey. Enjoy our lovely bitches. [link] (I... think it's SFW?).

uh ... huh? my gob is smacked

To some extent I think it's very funny (sometimes cringy) and tackles lots of stereotypes with humor, but maybe more as an inside-joke kind of funny? About half of the local comments are hating it. I hope Eurovision fans will get the humor, though.

In addition, I want a version of Lucy's yellow top.

My alarm went off this morning when I was in the middle of a vivid dream, so now I'm all groggy. But I have the distinct memory of being in a large garage and spotting a familiar kitty on the other side of the room. I called out to Shadow, who immediately came racing over to me and jumped into my lap for some serious snuggles. He was wearing a yellow vest that I recognized as some sort of service animal vest. So I guess he's spending his afterlife wandering Dreamland to snuggle up to people, especially as someone in the background was complaining that he had work to do. My apologies to Dreamland for apparently sneaking past a Staffmembers Only door, but I learned it from my father, that that's where you'll see the cool things.