Archive for March, 2010

Road full of promise

First things first — Clash of the Titans is starting a run this week at this cool little theater really close to my house that I’ve been wanting to check out. Be prepared new friends: you will be solicited to attend with me. And if I can’t find a taker, I’ll go by myself. Because that is the kind of chick I am. Release the Kraken.

Second, there’s a Rita’s up the street. Didja hear me? Rita’s Mango Misto Shake. Gonna be a cool, cool summer.

Third, cannot wait to attend this. A work friend invited me and it’s close to the office and I can be the religion nerd I am while drinking. Lord, I love being Catholic.

Fourth, the above made me think of this. I’m not sure why this fascinates me…the anachronism of it, the mentality of someone who thinks of this kind of thing and actually carefully constructs it, the fact that it’s not done in a condescending way, something I have had quite enough of, thank you very much. Regardless, I like it.

Fifth, I love the Snickers diva commercial. Liza hasn’t been this awesome since Lucille 2. Women are kind to each other.

Sixth, will be spending some time tomorrow talking about Tax Freedom Day and later writing about net neutrality, both of which meet my weekly nerd requirement and, I don’t care what you think, pique my interest. Also, the secrets are being revealed.

Seventh, Saving Grace is a great show and I’m sad to see it end. The promos for this final season include a song from what I believe I can safely say is my favorite album from last year. I cannot listen to it without crying. This song is no exception. I send it out to a friend.

Eighth, I have been unfortunately inundated lately with blogs that try very hard to be interesting and creative (and yes I know where I fall on this scale so shut it.), usually written by young ladies who believe that their thoughts on sex and men and — God, I don’t know, whatever — are riveting reading. Ladies, this is how to be interesting. I used to link to Miss Bunny but she puts some crazy stuff up sometimes and some of the more conservative folks who might read this thing could be offended (hey Pop). But I have mad respect for her. Take a lesson.

Ninth, I think I might go home for Easter. My landlady has fallen in love with Alexander — he has frequent play dates with her cat Dr. Seuss — and she’ll feed and water Sascha, too. Sometimes I am struck by how lucky I am.

Tenth, just because I can’t let it get to me doesn’t mean I don’t care. Just sayin’.

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Hey kids — I’m on deadline today, just taking a little break for lunch, and so I thought I might give a little update. The guilt at not posting anything really meaty lately has become a bit of a preoccupation. Especially since recently much has been happening in the world of politics, film, music, etc. and I’ve been fortunate enough to be exposed to some of it. But then, this whole online diary was really started way back when as a way to vent rather than pulling out my hair and filling with hate every time something confused me or someone hurt me. So, I’m regressing a bit back to those days. Because I need to today. Also, because what I’m writing about is — um, how shall we say, a bit dry — so I want a little frivolity at lunchtime.

So, I’m thinking about one thing in particular lately — the wisdom of embracing your own special brand of crazy and celebrating it.

I had a good conversation the other day with a new friend about the keys to happiness in life and he said something that I’ve heard before (we all have) but something about the way he said it just really got me to hear it this time. Ultimately, he said that you can only ever be really happy — with yourself, or with anyone else — if you just act the way you are. Be who you are, in other words. I know — no new ground there. But I am a supreme second guesser and this is a piece of advice I rarely take. Always questioning myself, wondering if I’m good enough, allowing folks to insinuate that I’m not and — sometimes I’m amazed people like me at all because of this particular weakness — believing them. Blah, blah, blah. *yawn*

Look, I am a dork. A nerd. A certifiable doof. I appear interesting (I think. That may be assuming too much…) because I have varied interests (comes from the huge family thing). But ultimately, I’m fairly tame, pretty conventional, annoyingly reliable, steady, stable, blah, blah, blah. *yawn*

When I was younger, I was less of those things. More daring, more dismissive of convention, quicker to fight, quicker to break down. And I was also very selfish, insecure, needy, and any other number of charming qualities.

In short, and I have to give a shout out to my new friend for making me really think about this (although he has no idea he did), I like who I’ve become and, boring though she is, I think I want her to stick around. And if you don’t like it and find you need a little more drama in your life, well, I really can’t help you there. I wish I could.

Nope, instead, I’ll be visiting with the work folk in Virginia this afternoon and maybe going to watch some basketball in Arlington (haven’t decided that yet) and then going to celebrate human achievement (what an incredible idea for a happy hour!) and see these guys tomorrow night with some of the softball friends. Because I need to get out of my head. How can you resist an invitation to see The Dan Band that closes with “Every now and then I fall apart.”?

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This is truly awesome. Talk about a sham, a circus, a clown car. I’m truly tired…tired of the disrespect for the will of the people, tired of the easily bought and sold vote, tired of a marginally informed voter celebrating something many were content to be told about in glowing terms without ever bothering to critically analyze for themselves. And most especially, tired of the argument that this kind of damage is done to help those less fortunate. There’s a special circle of pain dedicated to those who sell what is essentially a moneymaking scheme to others by assuring them they will benefit from it. And collectively, culturally, we dislike the used car salesman who offloads the lemon to the naive young couple starting out, or the real estate developer who has a great piece of swampland in Florida that meets your new business needs, or the televangelist who rapes grandma of her savings. And yet, we’ve just bought the lemon people. Great. Peachy. So this administration is definitely on the path toward fundamentally changing the system, something they were pretty clear about wanting to do. And we let them. Yes, it goes against every sound economic principle but it feels good I guess, to some. But see, that’s the problem with what feels good. Sometimes there are disastrous consequences for feeling good and championing this kind of risky behavior. Anyone who’s ever had a massive hangover can tell you that. Well I hope you all have your aspirin ready. We have definitely had too much to drink. I’ll let Ed Feulner explain because he’s way more eloquent than I and, as I said, I’m tired. In closing I’ll say one more thing: under certain provisions of this bill, you either pay for health insurance or you pay a penalty. You MUST pay something. You’ve no choice. Why doesn’t that resonate with more people…?

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I have to get on the road to Southern Maryland to go have dinner with the folks — I can’t remember the name of the place but pretty sure it’s some kind of seafood…I mean of course it is…so, I can’t talk. But I do want to post on the New Media Exchange luncheon I attended today discussing net neutrality. This issue is fast becoming my new intrigue…Also, I picked up some more freelancing but more on that in the next post as well. For now, have a look at where I play softball. One of my teammates was like, yeah, you’re all involved in the game and you stop and turn around and, hey, there’s the Washington Monument. It’s pretty cool.

To say the least.

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Time for a quick update —

First, here’s a handy site for anyone trying to build a web site — or really even a fairly robust homemade content management system. Of course, leave it to me to ask the ridiculous question when the guy was presenting at the blogger’s briefing whether or not he was documenting and making available some of his custom-built tools. “That’s what I’m trying to do with the blog,” he said with a look of sympathy for the girl whose grasp of the obvious is clearly lacking. In my defense, they hadn’t brought the site up on the display screen yet and he was just kind of saying that he had built these things so I didn’t quite put two and two together. And I was totally focused on my chocolate Chick-Fil-A brownie and, as much as I hate to admit it, that played a role in my preoccupation…

Also, Congressman Paul Broun spoke at the blogger’s briefing and offered some interesting insight into what it’s like right now in the halls on Capitol Hill. The people congregating outside of offices and speaking in hushed and hurried tones (one would imagine) are the Democrats. They’re worried, he says. I guess they are. They are stubbornly continuing to try to pass bad legislation using tactics that are starting to become comical. I’ve pretty much stopped paying attention because I just can’t take the charade any longer. I guess once something actually happens, there will be a reason to start examining the issue again. Right now…sigh…

There was also a gentleman there talking about this site and, as I’m currently collecting opinions on fair tax vs. flat tax vs. tax cuts, it interested me. To the gentlemen who are engaged in this debate with me, check this site out. I think it leans pretty far toward the fair taxers but worth a look no matter where your opinion lies.

The organization I’m doing some freelance work for — which, by the way, I need to get back to here shortly — recently released a press release on the effort of some DC physicians to push back on Obamacare. You can get more info by calling or emailing Advocacy Ink.

Let’s see, what else…oh, um, softball practice this afternoon. On the mall. In 65 degree, sunshiny weather. Heaven.

Also, I got paid for actual work yesterday. Heaven again.

UPDATE: oh and the best news — I have a date with my parents Friday night. I pretend to be fairly unaffected by being so far away from my family — and I know at least one person who just snorted at that because they believe that I’ve been nothing if not a giant baby about moving up here — but seriously, if I acted how I feel most of the time…well, it would be pretty maudlin. But moms and pops will be here soon. And I miss them. I really do.

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Made a new friend last night at the OnTap party — and the work effort is potentially successful. Score!. He became my friend for life when he related the story of how he doesn’t have a generous amount of affection for the police state mentality. For example, he said, when he moved to DC just over a year ago, he discovered he couldn’t drive anywhere without hitting a speed bump. “Or speed hump,” he said with derision. His brother, as an aside, used the opportunity to point out the inordinate number of manholes in the streets here. “Next time you’re at an intersection, I swear, check it out. They’re everywhere!” But I digress…

The first gentleman continued with his story, saying how that “speed hump” policing of communities was exactly what the Taliban did when they invaded Kabul (and I haven’t verified this, but a google search produced this where the author notes that Afghanistan has a “love affair” with speed bumps). Apparently, according to my new friend, they put speed bumps everywhere to make it easier to control the motorist population (again, no independent verification so call me on it by all means…).

Here’s where I knew I had met a kindred spirit:

“My favorite [word for them] is ‘speed table’…Taliban tables is what they are…”

God I love people from Texas.

And I love this. Take a lesson boys. This is the picture of a happy man…

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Lasers are cool

Right, again with the slack. But I’ve been kinda busy. Notably, working out some freelancing for this organization. Good people. And I like the issues they’re throwing at me — meaty. For example — and I think it’s okay if I reveal this — the anti-ballistic laser. I mean this is the kind of stuff one can just wrap their head around and defend or decry, with passion and prejudice. Dig it.

Also, remarkably, I scored an invite to OnTap’s March issue release party. The intent — at least on my end — is to do a little writing for them. I hope I can convince them that this is the kind of stuff I cut my teeth on.

Let’s see, what else — oh, made a connection with an interesting gentleman who maintains the blog — among other duties — at the US Chamber of Commerce and he spoke briefly at the blogger’s briefing on this issue, which is so interesting to me in that it seems to be an attempt at placating the unions who are just stomping mad at the current administration for not getting them exactly what they wanted for their birthday. Anyway, keep an eye on this blog. You’ll see more. And I’m sure I’ll have some choice things to say as well.

Oh, and just as a random piece of red meat to chew, I actually heard the argument articulated the other night — I had only ever read that it was a talking point, but actually heard it come from someone’s mouth the other night. I was kinda shocked — that closing the borders was not a good idea because who would do that kind of work? The maid/gardener/line cook kind of work, you see, is beneath the educated.

Now look, I don’t want to pick on this person too much because she was a nice person, but I don’t know man — if you’re hungry, what’s beneath you becomes relative. Trust me.

And that’s what I’ve got today. Maybe soon I’ll be able to actually opine coherently. But right now, I’ve got to get motivated to go to a little shindig. Excited!

This song is playing overhead. Sigh.

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