Thursday, July 3, 2008

Web 2.0 awards

WOW, there sure are a lot of categories!!! I didn' t take the time to look at all (since some did not pique my curosity) but since I have been doing a lot of traveling lately that's the category I chose. From what I could see tfrom Farecast...it was pretty much thame as Traevlocity, expedia, etc. there are only so many airlines out there and only so many fares.....and none of them good $$. I also looked at the videos....YouTube won hands down. If patrons wanted to compare travel rates, they could do this from Farecast but with airlines guaranteeing lowest fares there would be no benefit to this site other than comparing the flights and then going to the individual websites to book. I dont' know how this application would be used in library other than patrons using it.....but they were fun to explore!!!!

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One of my favorite poems my Mom used to recite

ANNABELLE LEE
Author: Edgar Allan Poe
It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea; But we loved with a love that was more than love - I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsman came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulcher In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me Yes! that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we Of many far wiser than we And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride, In the sepulcher there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea.