Jessup Journal

Before you leave for winter break, stop by the library & find a book or two (or three, or four, or...). We have new books galore--check out the whole list with this link . For a guided tour of the highlights of the list, trust your friendly reference/instructional librarian to give you some recommendations. If you have a spare thirty minutes over the break, you could be the social networking expert in your family, neighborhood--wherever: Sams Teach Yourself YouTube in 10 Minutes ; Sams Teach Yourself LinkedIn in 10 Minutes ; Sams Teach Yourself Facebook in 10 Minutes . The list of fun fictional features is too long to post here; just visit the new books link & select "Popular" from the menu. ( Fiction fans, beware : not all fiction is listed as "popular," so you might also want to visit "Arts & Humanities / English" to see even more fiction.) I will point out one special addition: Q & A: A Novel . This is the book that inspired last year&

Ask us a question, and we shall answer! In less than a semester, the reference librarians at the Jessup Library answered over 1200 questions. Many of you asked for help finding a literary criticism; some needed help navigating Word or Excel. Whatever it was, the sheer number of questions tells us that you value our services and that the library's resources are in demand. Which brings me to my next point. If you DO have a question or if you need help finding a book or article, just give us a call (or e-mail, or meebo us, or stop by)! Someone is always available to answer your questions or to just point you down the right path.

" Born Standing Up : a Comic's Life ," a review by Laura Skinner, Technical Services. He grew up two miles from Disneyland and got his earliest gigs there and at Knotts Berry Farm. Elvis Presley once told him he had an "ob-leek" sense of humor. Many of us know him as that "wild and crazy guy" that pranced, together with Dan Ackroyd, around the Saturday Night Live stage, but Steve Martin, in Born Standing Up , reveals himself as neither wild nor crazy, but rather as a shy and quiet artist who spent his down time between shows alone, watching The Brady Bunch in the dimness of a motel room somewhere, scouring antiques shops for forgotten treasures or perfecting his art with the devotion of a master sculptor. His rise to fame was not meteoric but rather a slow and deliberate ascent up a steep hill, the product of old-fashioned hard work and perseverance and also some old-fashioned good luck. This isn't a celebrity tell-all book, full of dirty secret