Tuesday, March 18, 2008
the good news is, i'm getting better at ending my abandoned book syndrome (A.B.S.), actually completing a few books for a change.
the bad news is that my A.B.S. has slowly morphed into S.B.S., or simultaneous book syndrome. i am currently in the midst of 5 - count 'em - 5 books. i've read a bit of each over the past week, so not quite abandoned, but certainly a continuation of my out of control multi-tasking.
Monday, March 17, 2008
once again, the bathrooms at work are acting up. i'm not even going to mention what i came across last week in the last stall. too gross for words. today, our new issue was no hot water in the bathroom, which compared to other discoveries, isn't so bad.
but i rather enjoyed the signs posted everywhere on the floor explaining the sitch. my favorite line was the following: Hopefully, they will be fixed tomorrow but probably not. probably not? love it - way to manage expectations.
nerdberger question of the day - at what point does one's multi-tasking / multi-media consumption become out of control?
it just occurred to me that i'm the computer, with the TV on, with an open book to the left of me and two open magazines on my right.
step away from the content.
so, two things today have me feeling my age:
- first, there was a posting on our company intranet about an industry entry for up & coming talent. requirements included being a US citizen, able to travel and 28 or younger. sigh.
- second, our guest speaker in a team meeting declared, 'i'm sure most of us in the room are under the age of 30.' um, actually, no. sigh, again.
this, however, had nothing to do with the fact that my facebook status currently has me in the midst of an existential crisis of sorts.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
as per usual, facebook has served me another 'lonely hearts' ad tonight. i'm over it, but the visual did remind me of the bizarro tattoo i saw this morning returning from my coffee run.
the woman had the same visual as used in the facebook ad - a broken heart (above). one side of the heart was on one boob. the other half of the heart was on the other, such that when her cleavage was connected (?) intact (?) - not sure of the right word here - but when her cleavage was together the heart was complete. scarily bad, indeed.
ok, it's time for another edition of barfy magnetic poetry.
this one's a bit darker tonight, perhaps b/c for the last week i have been listening to 'heartbeats' (both the knife & the jose gonzalez versions) on repeat.
pierced by ferocious secrets
which after things are cleaned
will seep through the naked heart
then squirm as if bleeding ice
i feel like there should be a second verse that incorporates 'wolves teeth'
Monday, March 10, 2008
this evening was a perfect example of when the professional me & the real me collide. the high-yield frequent business traveller me checks into the hotel. the HYFBT me is asked which complementary newspaper she would like to receive in the morning. here, the real me chimes in and chooses the tennessean b/c she knows the wall street journal will not have her horoscope!
ps - the real me is enjoyng how accurate both the sweet & the sassy horoscope tiles from uncommon goods are.
alas, here is another sampling of my (now ancient feeling) teen journals. there was a span of 1 month where my journal was comprised of typewritten bullet points. this edition is from age 13, anticipating my first concert, aerosmith & skid row:
- 3 1/2 day weekend
- 10 days untill (sic) the concert
- I got 2 new tapes, RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS and ENUFF Z'NUFF
- there was a dance last night
- O. is going out with S.P.
- She likes L. but L. doesn't really like her
- I'm reading Go Ask Alice
- Mid-terms are coming up soon
Well, not much more to say
Sunday, March 9, 2008
prior to last night, my first and only experience with karaoke was back in 1998. the setting: beijing, bizarro karaoke bar, joined by a group of chinese students we had met on the street and who invited us to help them practice their english. i have a vivid memory of being in a private room belting out, 'i believe the children are our future...' from whitney houston's 'greatest love of all'.
so, i was pleasantly surprised by last night's adventures in karaoke. a decade later: similar setting, but this time new york, bizarro BYOB karaoke bar, joined by a group of fellow trolls. i will have a vivid memory of belting out 'maneater' in the role (as per usual) of oates. who knew it would be so enjoyable?
good times, good times.
Saturday, March 8, 2008
it's a universal truth that rainy days in nyc results in a plethora of broken umbrellas on every street corner.
on my five block walk back from getting coffee i counted 4 broken umbrella-ella-ellas.
the perfect symbol for a depressing rainy day.
Friday, March 7, 2008
one of my favorite simple pleasures in life is browsing in - and subsequently buying from - airport bookstores. you can have your barnes & nobles of the world. give me a hudson news any day.
my current find is one called how did i get so busy? which is an excellent question, in fact. here's hoping i don't get too busy to not read it. i thought i was just starting to get over my abandoned book syndrome.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
to steal a theme from sweet pleats, turns out lou diamond phillips is currently starring in the national touring production of camelot.
how do i know? i've seen about 37 ads for it on TV, in the span of the last hour. worn out.
while i'm sure lou is a good draw, wouldn't it be great if it starred oates? and maybe hall, but only in a supporting role.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
the following is a true account of the glamours of business travel:
4.15am - awake
4.45am - car pick up
5.20am - arrive airport, check-in, fun with security
6.15am - flight takes off
7.50am - land, car to meeting
10.00am - begin full day of meetings
5.00pm - end full day of meetings, car back to airport
5.15pm - learn flight is cancelled en route, get rebooked on new flight
8.00pm - learn new flight delayed by half hour
8.30pm - de-ice the plane
9.00pm - take off
9.45pm - learn there is a 'non-emergeny' problem with plane requiring you to return to the airport you just left
10.15pm - re-land back at airport, switch planes
10.35pm - de-ice new plane
11.00pm - take-off again
1.15am - estimated time of arrival
1.45am - actual time of arrival
2.00am - arrive home, finally, after a 22 hour day
not sure it's worth the frequent flyer miles...