Monday, March 31, 2008

4 Days to Blogger Social

Exhausted with anticipation excitement about meeting and hugging so many cool people at Blogger Social.


Out of my mind with the amount of work it is taking me to extract myself from the office for a couple of days. But I think it is going to be utterly and totally worth it.

Stay tuned.

Friday, March 28, 2008

Do You Know What Tomorrow Is?

Tomorrow is the Social Media Bum Rush! What is a Social Media Bum Rush you ask? That is your chance to get the hottest book of 2007: The Age of Conversation. We are announcing the book's joyful arrival on Amazon.com. All proceeds still go to Variety Children's Charity (and if you click through the Amazon link - the affiliate money goes to Variety too.

The Age of Conversation book project was an amazing experience for me. I met so many amazing, talented, giving, kind and awesome people from all over the world. The book has raised more than $10,000 for Variety Children's Charity so far.

I hope you'll join me in picking up a copy of one of the coolest social web experiments ever. You will thoroughly enjoy the book and the unique perspectives of 103 authors. The Age of Conversation (Round Two!) has been announced and I am looking quite forward to getting to 275 authors this year.

As I am a fortunate girl at the moment, I will get to see a number of my AoC co-authors next week in New York City at Blogger Social. Several of them will also attend BlogHer Business where I will be for part of next week too. I'm excited about a mini-reunion of this lot. But I am really looking forward to a week of social webbyness, social kindness and socialy goodness!

Thursday, March 27, 2008

T-Bone Came Home Today

T-Bone the Kitty's ashes arrived at the house today via UPS. Tommy was devastated, rightly so, at the thought of losing his beloved pet. He was also mad at my choice of urn:


My choices were rather limited, and a $90 bronze urn didn't seem right for our kitty from the street. Also, there are no immediate plans to display him on the fireplace mantel. I don't know, it was a really weird experience to decide what vessel the remains of my cat should come home in. The company that handled the cremation returned the the photo of T-Bone that I sent with the information sheet (aka the order form) in the hopes that my cat would actually be returned home. They also sent a copy of the poem The Rainbow Bridge. (Only click on that link if you have lost a pet, otherwise you will lose your lunch.)


I'm gonna go have me a good long cry and eat Easter candy. And cry some more.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Red Sox Win!

I very much enjoy a spirited opening day game - but given that this one started at 6:05am, I was hoping that it wouldn't be such a nail biter. But I'll take a 6-5 win over Oakland - even if it takes ten innings to achieve it.

Go Sox. Oakland, we'll see you at 6:05am tomorrow.

Monday, March 24, 2008

Red Sox Opening Day Tomorrow - 6am?

Red Sox opening day is tomorrow at 6am. The Sox will face off against the Oakland A's in Tokyo and by all accounts the reception has been quite welcoming all around. I mean really, the cutest fans ever? The Sox defeated the Yomiuri Giants twice, to a packed Tokyo Dome and have been received like heroes wherever they have gone. The team conducted a baseball clinic for kids (and the pix are adorable.)

Check out the Go Sox blog. Yup, it's in Japanese.

A fan named Daigo has put his Japan Trip photo stream up on his Flickr. My favorite is the stadium food.

I really wish Tommy's friend Henry blogged. He and daughter Stephanie are on the trip. I wish I had another word for jealous.

I'll be up early for the game, but I won't be joining these fans.

Go Sox, you magnificent team.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Easter Sunday: Breaking Bad Style

Badcat in her post-T-Bone favorite place, the back of my comfy chair, looking out the window at the birds enjoying their Easter feast of songbird feed. (Put there solely for her entertainment.)

My Easter table. Vintage Eva Zeisal for Hallcraft dishes (possibly my favorite dishes ever) vintage champagne glasses my mom sent years ago, vintage "M" monogram tall glasses Tom let me buy for my birthday a couple of years ago at Newbury Mercantile & Monagram.

My tribute to AMC's new show Breaking Bad. Kidding. We first used these beakers to display Easter candy several years ago. Number one - it's pretty, number two - people keep their germy hands to themselves because they are not digging around in a bowl. And you can see exactly how much candy you are consuming in one sitting. But since malted milk eggs are mostly air - do they even count?

We enjoyed a lovely brunch, spirited conversation and then a long nap. Perfect.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Day of Electronic Goodness

Due to an abundance of gift certifcates, today I got a little JVC video camera for $0 out of pocket and a 500 gig LaCie Quadra hard drive for $0 out of pocket. OMG - space... for free...

Of course when we left the house there were no plans for me to bring anything home, but Thomas is a good and kind man.

Happily planning a podcast (or a whole lot of Badcat videos.)



Friday, March 21, 2008

Ford Hall Forum with Professor Anita Hill

I was fortunate to attend the Ford Hall Forum at the supremely gorgeous Boston Public Library where Anita Hill was presented with the Louis P. and Evelyn Smith First Amendment Award. I had an opportunity to hear Professor Hill speak during a private reception before the event. She related the story of the seven congresswomen and senators went door to door on capitol hill to ask that Anita Hill be called to testify during the hearings to confirm Clarence Thomas for the Supreme Court. It was an all too brief talk on a subject that brings a lot of political passion out of people even casually listening in. Professor Hill sat for more than an hour with Professor Charles Ogletree to moderated a Q&A session that was quite spirited.

I had the opportunity to speak with Professor Hill at the reception and asked her to autograph a program for my niece Nicole who was only 2 years old at the time of the hearings, but has grown up in a world where workplace harassment protections are in place (in large part.) Think this generation is grateful? Or knowledgeable? Play 20 questions to find out.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Oh My Fugging God

The amazing girls at Go Fug Yourself have a March Madness tournament just for fashionistas - it's Fug Madness! Our celebrity wunderkind have been seeded over their past year+ performance and await your thoughtful ratings.


For those of you looking to save your sanity while "men of shaving age" cheer on college boys playing with balls - get into the daily brackets at Fug. No money down, no chance to win anything, just the best damn fashion blog on the Internets.


Oh yeah, should the whole basketball thing go on too long, they also have a new book The Fug Awards. Check it out.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

I Knew the Media Couldn't Hold Out

The media whores took a day off from the hooker last week, so they chose today to reveal that she is apparently well covered in the annals of the girls gone wild thing. (Super ick.) They must have been feeling bad for the recently sprung-from-jail man-idiot Joe Francis who went like a whole month without filming under-aged intoxicated girls. It will be interesting to learn if Mr. Spitzer's hooker was 18 when she took her star turn.

BTW, I don't blame the hooker more than Spitzer, they both deserve equal amounts of ire. But she is young and could become a useful member of society - and I expect better judgment from women. Even those that start out as hookers.



Thinking of Those Who Fought

Five years later. Five long, bloody years later I'm thinking today of those who were sent to fight and serve their country. The soldiers and sailors and airmen didn't make a bad decision to enter into a war without a plan - they served honorably and their families suffered a tremendous loss. There are no words to adequately thank those people. There are words for a war-mongering administration with no plans but I will save those for another day.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

The Land of Luxury?

My next post is up at The Digital Hive wherein I ponder the question, "Is a luxury brand still a luxury brand if the country of origin is better known for counterfeit luxury goods?"

I may subtitle the post "I paid $98 for a thingy made where?"

Appalled I am. Just appalled.

Monday, March 17, 2008

Oh, I Hadn't Noticed

Was it St. Patrick's Day today? I hadn't noticed. The roving packs of malodorous and drunken youths wearing ridiculous headgear seemed so much a part of Evacuation Day.

I love this shot from the South Boston St. Patrick's parade. It makes total sense to me.


Saturday, March 15, 2008

Go See The Savages

Being the flexible, non-parenting adults that we are, when Tom and I got a last minute call from our friends Henry and Erica asking if we wanted to go see The Savages (playing at the Studio Theater in Belmont or a theater near you) we jumped at the chance.

I had seen filmmaker Tamara Jenkins take home a bunch of Independent Spirit Awards and heard a lot of good things about the film, but I wasn't sure I was ready to visit the elderly parent dying, hilarity ensues theme just now. That is not an accurate description of the film - it is about relationships; parent-child, child-child, child-health care system (with a dose of an affair with a married man, and a Guggenheim grant competition between siblings.)

If you have any interest in solid writing, brilliant performances and a tear or two - go see this film. Brilliant in its honesty, sparkling it its wit, I found it totally worthy of all recent accolades.

Friday, March 14, 2008

A Day Without the Hooker

Wow - I figured I'd be closing out the week with more news of the Governor, the hooker and the hooker's meteoric rise to musical stardom, but none of those headlines are up on MSNBC or CNN. It's all like real news at the moment. Bummer.

So I guess I'll write about the fact that someone has launched the International iPhone Photography Awards. It's cheapy deapy to enter and there are plenty of categories - including "other." So why not give it a go?

Like all the other iPhone freaks, I use my camera a lot - so I may have to enter a couple of decent images. Or perhaps dig a little deeper...

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Food Poisoning Sucks

Returning after a day spent in silent contemplation of my bathroom. I don't know what caused the illness, but I did have lunch with a friend at a sub shop that rhymes with Frizznos. Anyhoo...

Since I was home hallucinating and just trying to survive the morning, I did get to see Elliott Spitzer resign LIVE on MSNBC. When I say "get to" I mean had to listen to idiot after idiot after idiot ponder the idiotic question "Why did his wife Silda stand next to him?" My answer: IT'S NONE OF YOUR FRIGGING BUSINESS.

Why does anyone do anything? May she isn't there for him, but for her three daughters. Maybe she is there for him - hurt (no doubt the pain is unimaginable,) sad (don't you hate when you wake up married to someone stupid,) and, just a guess here, FURIOUS.

Now the hooker's motivation I can understand - dude paid out a lot of scratch to be with a Jersey Girl. I can understand her motivation - money. But what about the chicks that aren't hookers, per se, who choose to go after a married man? Are they less guilty than the hooker? Are they less hookerish than the hooker? Is the hooker less whorish for only being after the money and not a recreational homewrecker? Are any of them less slutty than the man? Yep, I was really sick and had all kinds of time to ponder these questions and more. Like what movie is that line from "She's not a whore, whores do it for money?"

Oh, FYI - if you Google "angry wife cuts off penis" you get 56,300 hits. That's a whole lot of anger.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Nookie I Can Live With, but Not for 80K

I'm not siding with the Republicans, but sorry - if the allegations of hiding the money via bank transfers is true - you got to go. And deal with your three teenage daughters (likely a fate worse than death) and your very sad, very ANGRY wife.

Stupid, stupid, stupid!


Monday, March 10, 2008

Lingo and the News

So...while I was hiding in the lobby of an offsite meeting today, one of my co-workers came rushing out of the meeting to find me and say "ELLIOT SPITZER LINKED TO PROSTITUTION RING" - I'm like "Oh my God, Elliot Spitzer is involved in a prostitution ring!"

Then I read the article and I learn that he called a hooker while he was in Washington, DC. At this point in my life, all I can think is BFD. It's not like he started a war with a country that didn't attack us first.

It's quite uncool - if you were my husband and you got caught fooling around so publicly - I would kick your f*ing ass, but on the scale of bad stuff happening in the universe, this is a blip. A stinking blip. A stupid blip. But a blip. No bombs - just hookers.


Friday, March 07, 2008

Anarchy Club Rocks!


In this difficult time of pain, keeping busy has been pretty good medicine. Good friends in the band Anarchy Club were performing at the newly renovated Fenway-area club called Church (LOVE LOVE LOVE their URL "church of boston.com") so Tom and I headed into town at 9:30pm. It was great to see a lot of friends and co-workers turn out to support friends. That is pretty rocking in my book.

I can't tell you the last time I went out with the intention of seeing someone hit the stage AT 10:00pm - but Tommy and I did and were well rewarded with a solid 45 minutes of (capital letters please) ROCK. (And a good margarita...)

You can visit Anarchy Club at their MySpace page (give a listen to Assassins), but I would recommend going to hear them live. Your eardrums probably deserve a good thrashing!



Thursday, March 06, 2008

iPhone Photo Day

King of the Zamboni at the Boston Common Frog Pond Skating Rink.

Glove with cigarettes. North End, Boston


Christopher Columbus Statue, North End, Boston

Cigars, North End, Boston

Floral arrangement, Four Seasons Hotel, Boston


Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Congratulations (However Grudging) Christian

Obnoxious fierce boy Christian Siriano is the winner of Project Runway 4.

OMG.

Oooh - and Posh likes you. There's a recommendation...

Sad to Say, I Think Christian is Going to Win

Yeah, after the disaster that was Project Runway 3 I swore I would never watch it again, but I got sucked in a few weeks ago and the final episode is on right now.

I LOVE Jillian - gorgeous stuff. I LOVE Rami - gorgeous again. But Christian, you flaming little bastard - the collection that I just watched go down the runway was STUNNING. AMAZING. PERFECT.

I still can't stand fatface Michael Kors or lame-o Nina Garthia - but I wasn't watching for anyone else's opinion.

I'm now exhausted from all the CAPITALIZATION.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Things That Make Me Happy


Friends

Kind people

Shiny things

Monday, March 03, 2008

I Was Going to Blame Everything on the Men

So I was going to blame all wars on men (really, historically - who's going to challenge that assertion?) because the men generally do lob the first bombs and rile stuff up.

To wit: This week's cases in point -

Ahmadinejad announces "no one likes the Americans" - because that's what mature adults do, blow raspberries across the globe.

Hugo Chavez is doing his damndest to taunt Bush (not difficult...) by starting a border war and harming some of the poorest people in South America.


And while I was feeling all girl power smug - this little number came across my AP wire:

Jee-yee-sus people. Chuck E. Cheese, where a kid can be a kid and adults should act like frickin' adults.

Sunday, March 02, 2008

The Pain and Attempts to Overcome It

Our beloved orange cat T-Bone the Kitty (sitting with Badcat last Sunday) passed into the next kitty life late on Tuesday night. The grief has been nearly unbearable, in large part because I didn't know how much of my life he occupied. I expected to miss him at dinner time, I expected to find the house oddly quiet. I have been surprised and overwhelmed by the waves of tears. When I close the laptop at the end of the evening and then shut off the television, I will expect him to hop up off his fleece bed and ask for attention and crunchies. But he's not there.

Tom and I have spent a lot of extra time together this week. T-Bone was really "his boy" like Badcat is "my girl" - but since Tom's office is at home, T-Bone spent a lot of time following him around like alpha cat. That is a very big psychic space to fill. I can't come close to filling that void, but I tried really hard. Oh T-Bone my T-Bone, we miss you so much.

Today Tom took me for a "ride in the car" as we would say back in the day. We went up to Essex for lunch at Woodman's of Essex where we split the fisherman's platter. There is something healing in hot, salty, fatty foods - and the fried shrimp, scallops, clams and haddock, with unbelievable onion rings and french fries was a big step forward. Healthy? No. Healing? Yes.

That was a lot of healing in one sitting.


Thank you to everyone who sent comments and emails. The animal loving community is large and full of heart. You are awesome people.

Moda di Magno will return to its regular snarky programming tomorrow.