Cauli Le Chat

Cauli Le Chat
Cauli Le Chat, MPL Roving Reporter

Friday, February 17, 2017

Our Thomas Tunnel

For several months the Decorinator and BizMeister have been creating cute tunnels for our little patrons to climb through at the entrance to our youth services department.  Here's their latest venture.  As always, click the photos to bigify.

It's Thomas the Tank Engine!

Too much flash, minions--you can't see Thomas' face

That's better

See how you can crawl through?

Here's where you end up

Our Miss Jess tested the tunnel after it was completed to ensure that it was safe for our young patrons to climb through.  She gave the thumbs up, so you're good to go.

If you enjoy crawling around, this is definitely a fun way to exercise.  Just be careful not to be too rough--it's cardboard, after all.



Your (Retired) Roving Reporter On The Go,

Cauli Le Chat


P.S.  "The Carpet Crawlers 1999," by Genesis, was a reunion song issued on Genesis: Turn It On Again (The Hits) (1999).

Thursday, February 16, 2017

We Can't Spell Ukulele Without U

For several months, my library has offered a beginning ukulele workshop for folks interested in learning how to play.  There's a new batch coming next month (see our online events calendar for details).

If these famous dudes can learn to play ukulele, why can't you?  You can uke, Luke, even if your name's not Luke.


L to R: Jake Shimabukuro; Barack Obama; George Harrison

But, wait, you protest.  You don't have a ukulele, so how can you attend our workshop? We're way ahead of  you.  Checkout a ukulele with your Evergreen Indiana library card, and then come to the classes.  How easy is that?

Our promo trailer (video) explains.



Can't make the workshops?  Checkout our books and DVDs to learn to play ukulele. They, too, are available in our Evergreen Indiana catalog.

This could be you among these ambitious beginners.


Or how about these guys?  (I think they're actually instructors.)


Anyway, you're out of excuses now.  Come on in and have some fun!  You could use it.



Your (Retired) Roving Reporter On The Go,

Cauli Le Chat


P.S.  In 1994, Paul McCartney, George Harrison, and Ringo Starr performed "Ain't She Sweet?" on ukulele.  You can't get much more fun than that.

Not For the Bibliophobic

Our technical services director, Lady RaDA, has just mentioned on Facebook this bizarre little pop-up book that came across her desk, which we presume is not recommended for those suffering from bibliophobia.

The Pop-up Book of Phobias (1999), created and written by Gary Greenberg, illustrated by Balvis Rubess, with pop-ups by Matthew Reinhart, is listed in our Evergreen Indiana catalog as missing. Apparently, it has been found by Lady RaDA.  Better her than moi, I'd venture.

I have a bad feeling about this.


Don't let the Lady With the Red Hair see this next one.  Or Indiana Jones, for that matter.



The one below looks a bit like the giant spider in that sci-fi film that Mystery Science Theater 3000 riffed (The Giant Spider Invasion).


I'm really getting creeped-out now.


Okay, I'm outta here!


This must be a grown-up parody of children's pop-up books, I'm hoping. Maybe adult humans will get some laughs.  But for us felines, it's just too freaky.  We like things in our environment to look normal, as we cats see things.  That's why it scares some of my housemates when Scowl-Face wears a hat--or just enters a room, actually.

Let moi know if you think of a way to un-see all this.  Thanks.



Your (Retired) Roving Reporter On The Go,

Cauli Le Chat


P.S.  We close with "Phobia," by the Kinks, from the album Phobia (1993).


Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Do They Serve Nine Lives There? Just Asking

Where can you find good food and kitty companionship?  Drop by Fountain Square in Indianapolis, and you'll discover the city's first feline restaurant, Nine Lives Cat Cafe.


Indianapolis Star, Sunday, February 5, 2017
(Click Image Above to Bigify)

As you can see from this article above, this is the perfect place for feline-friendly humans to visit.  All the kitties are adoptable, so you should take home plenty.  We all need nice forever homes.  Besides, you can never have too many cats.  Just ask Buffalo Gal.



Your (Retired) Roving Reporter On The Go,

Cauli Le Chat

Saturday, January 28, 2017

Mooresville's Founding Feline

Nearly a year ago, Scowl-Face gave a program (motto: At least there was cake served) at the library about Mooresville, Indiana's founder, Samuel Moore, and his wife, Eliza Worthington Moore.  He's also blogged about the couple.  We have a ton of stuff about them on our website.

"Narration" of Samuel Moore at the Old Settlers Picnic (1885),
by Mooresville Public Library

Those who attended Scowl-Face's program will back moi up here ("booorrring!"), so I thought you might be interested in learning more about Mooresville's founding feline, who happened to be an ancestor of yours truly.  His name was Hippolyte, who was Samuel Moore's cat.

Hippolyte (1817-1828) travelled with the Moore family from North Carolina when they migrated to Indiana (in 1819), and (in 1822) Hippolyte accompanied Samuel Moore when he moved to Brown Township in Morgan County.  Mooresville was founded in 1824.

We have no artist renderings of Hippolyte, but we do have a reenactor photo showing my feline pioneer ancestor.


Reenactor photo of Hippolyte, my feline pioneer ancestor, as Hippolyte may have looked on the Moore family's northern migration to and within Indiana (1819-1822)

Hippolyte was a "mouser" who had earned a reputation for clearing rodents from Samuel Moore's trading post and storage cabins where he kept perishable supplies, dry goods, and assorted items for sale to the public.  The trading post was situated atop a hill approximately where today's V.F.W. Post #1111 now stands on South Indiana Street, a few hundred feet east of White Lick Creek.  Moore's storage cabins were also nearby this location.


VFW Post #1111
411 South Indiana Street
Mooresville, IN 46158
(visit their Facebook page)

In 1824, when Samuel built his wood-frame general store in downtown Mooresville (on the northeast corner of Main and Indiana Streets), Hippolyte took up service there. Rattermeeses (sometimes also spelled rattermeeces) go where the food is, so there's always a need for good feline hunters to keep edible merchandise safe for folks to buy.

As a proud descendant of Hippolyte, I am another in a long line of pioneer kitties who have called Mooresville home.  (Take a peek at my feline genealogy to learn more about my family history.)  Our town's humans should hold a parade in our honor sometime.  At least we deserve a float in the annual Old Settlers' parade.  Just saying.



Your (Retired) Roving Reporter On The Go,


Cauli Le Chat