I like giving books to people. Sometimes I just know it's the right book and sometimes I'm being imposing and a showoff or know-it-all. But every so often you hit the bullseye and this week I did. I had these two books on Scandinavian design that had come into the bookstore; they were 1960s era, both still in their book jackets, and they were going to be completely jacked to pieces if they sat on the shelves. I say this to justify my buying them at the discounted rate. I was saving those books. So I took them home and read them, and they were gorgeous and everything, and I stood them on the shelf in readiness for when my liking of Scandinavian design should blossom into an obsession. But it didn't, and I knew these books were important (I looked on Alibris and they were over $20, which is always a clue), so I thought, who do I know who wants these? And I thought of someone, and mailed them off, and got the best phone message back. Someone who really wanted these books now has them, without having asked for them. How about that? I think this is what librarians hope to do every day, and it accounts for why a lot of librarians you see are kind of angry, because what they really do every day is tell kids that their 30 minutes are up and it's time to let someone else use the computer. And ask for funding.