August 31, 2007

What a comment stream would look like as a business meeting... (Hint: Not Work Safe)



saw it on crunchnotes.

{tried to leave a comment here, but it kept thinking I was spam. i tried to add 5 + 8. I really did.}
Notice how in this re-enactment of the typical, there was one important result that is also typical of these types common-if-exaggerated online non-exchanges: nothing was accomplished.

As for whether or not the women should 'stand up' and say something in this video, they could have at least landed a Shelley Powers wallop.

I thought it was funny. Plain and simple. Everyone looked like an ass neighing into an empty well, and that's pretty much what we look like these days.

j.

I feel your pain

(even though i am not teething)...

5. Charlie and Tori's health insurance premium is going up $150/month. Bringing our household total premium to over $1,100. A MONTH. But there's no health care crisis in this country! Everything's fine! Nothing to see here! We have the best health care in the world! Yadda yadda yadda ug.


Yep. I hear that. WTF are we going to do?

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Don't Go Rockin' My Boat...

What seemed like a PR coup has turned into a PR mess in a triangle of money-grubbing that stands to make Verizon and Universal (as. if. they. could. look. any. worse) look like goobers at the expense of Bob Marley's estate.

Verizon announced an exclusive deal with the Universal Music Group to sell ring tones from Bob Marley's catalog, but the Marley family says no way and is threatening to sue. The family is unhappy because the way the Verizon-Universal deal stands now, it is a music licensing deal BUT is not behaving like a licensing deal. Because Verizon is using Bob Marley's image in their marketing efforts, the family views this arrangement as an endorsement deal (under which the family would have a say in how Bob Marley's image and music are used).

The family's spokesperson Chris Blackwell had met with Verizon previously. Obviously something didn't go right from the Marely family perspective, because Verizon did an end around and struck a licensing deal with Universal and is also proposing to use Marley's picture in their ring tone marketing efforts. This (I'm sure among other things) is pissing the family off.

I cannot accept the way Universal is treating the estate,” Mr. Blackwell said. “We don’t want this deal done. We want to sustain Bob Marley’s reputation, and they’ve done this without any permission from us, and we feel they’re absolutely not entitled to do so.”

From a PR perspective, Verizon needs to get its shit together and do some damage control. Because the customers who download ringtones of songs by artists are generally FANS OF THE ARTIST, and if the estate of the artist is pissed, well then you can bet that the FANS OF THE ARTIST (formerly known as your customers) will be pissed too.

Back to the drawing board, Verizon.

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August 30, 2007

Thank you all and good night!

After another exciting hospital adventure, I'm pleased to report that George's cardiac cath at St. Joseph's today went great. No significant blockage that asprin and lifestyle changes can't take care of. w00t! let's hear it for lifestyle changes and asprin!!!! So we are home now. Thank you, once again, for all of your good thoughts and wishes.

They say that St. Josephs is the best in Atlanta for cardiac care. The doctor and nurses were just great. Processes and procedures, flawless. Not a thing to bitch about, and you know me--I'm on steroids and so not shy.

Wshew. Long day. Time to rest.

Thanks again.

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August 29, 2007

Now you see it...

In an attempt to distract Georgians from the horror show that is our public school system, having just earned our rightful place of 46th in the nation on SAT scores, the "baggy pants" debate rages on.
However, they did agree to continue to debate whether the city should regulate whether folks can walk around Atlanta with saggy pants and exposed undies. Council members expect to create a 10- to 12-member task force soon to further the debate and decide whether Atlanta should —- or can —- pass a law to control fashion.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, SAT scores dropped, but by god, we held onto our slot in 46th with all our might.

We're just not gonna last in this town.

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More steroids...

the last thing i need. the most thing i need. a few more days have been added on for good measure. off to the open house at jenna's school. c-you!

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August 28, 2007

a blogger in our midst?



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Check out the dude's post what added the subtitles south africa the iraq such as to Miss South Carolina's "answer". Good post on anti-art.
At first glance, it may appear that all I did was rip someone else's video off and add sub-titles. But as I see it, I saw a lack in the "original" and took the initiative to fix its shortcomings and in the process created a more valuable video. At least now, you can understand what she says. I guess instead of being a producer on this one, I was a re-producer. I'm sure there's a real discussion on art history's evolution in there somewhere. Could we say the mash-up is the new Dada? They do seem to be founded on the same principles. Rejecting the prevailing standards, enhancing the mundane and effectively creating "anti-art".

August 27, 2007

good blog reads

Kent has some great lists he's gathering in what he calls swivel feeds. I missed the bus on giving him five recommendations, so i did it in his comments. Picked the top five the wind blew through my skull. And it's 90 degrees and there's no wind, so I guess those are pretty much stuck.

and so i said:

Tony Pierce - http://www.tonypierce.com/blog/bloggy.htm

Daughter of Opinion - http://daughterofopinion.blogspot.com/

Brian Moffatt - http://www.brian-moffatt.com/repurpussing/

George Kelly - http://www.allaboutgeorge.com/

Madame Levy - http://lavachequilit.typepad.com/il


oops you already have Madame Levy, so I'll say Badhostess - http://badhostess.com/

thx!
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mmm mmm good

Yeah, at a quick glance, I could see myself doing that.

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not future trash after all

I knew my 500+ record albums would come in handy. I just knew it.
A lot of people (example) are starting to realize that stuff is not all that important. As we get better at mass producing cheap food and consumer products, stuff will cease to be important at all. The only stuff that will be valuable is stuff that can no longer be made due to lack of sufficient demand or stuff that is too difficult or time consuming to make cheaply. Artifacts and original artwork will grow more valuable, but everything else will just be future trash someone will have to get rid of when you die.
from LNS.

corner turn?

I am getting so good at sinus infections that I think I can nail the precise moment when I turn the corner toward health. Thank you, Lord, I believe the corner hath been turned. Just now. Yes, like this very moment.

In other news, there isn't much new, and everything old is so overwhelming it seems not worth the stress of revisiting.

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best get well video EVar!

You'll have to go here to watch it, since Google seems to have added its own video uploading functionality to Blogger with the direct result of screwing up embedding of YouTube videos. Or maybe I'm just sensitive.

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August 26, 2007

the social networkizing of mechandising (or the webkinizing of retail)

"Did you HEAR??" Jenna gets excited about 24 times each day, but this was one of those 'urgent news' type of yelps that made me ask, "About what?"

She proceeded to tell me that she needed a pound puppy, not a real one (this week), but one of the stuffed kind from the toy store. I told her I thought they had pound puppies back when her cousin Nick (now 25) was young. She told me they're new now--they come with a code you can enter to play with them online, just like Webkinz. Investigating, the only functionality I could see on the pound puppies site was an input form that lets you generate an adoption certificate. But I smell a social network in the winds. The landing page for pound puppies looks like the future entryway to pound puppyville, another virtual pet-owning experience coming soon to a parent's credit card near you.

We owe the resurreciton of the stuffed animal to social computing. If not for social networks, Webkinz would be another cute fad with a $12 price tag and a place on your child's bed. But nooo. Thanks to social spaces vying for our kids' attention, that same stuffed animal can live on ad infinitum, with complementary purchases like webkinz trading cards, waiting for your john hancock too.

Some tween-based social networks skip the merchandising part and go right to the trading cards. Case in point Bella Sara. Right now, it's a virtual world, using packs of trading cards as the merchandising element. I can only figure that Bella Sara is doing a "reverse webkinz," putting the trading cards (which have codes to purchase online clothing and tack for your online horse) out first with the stuffed rendition to follow. I'm sure a stuffed bella sara stallion is coming soon. I think I hear his hoofbeats. More ways to my wallet. Thank you internets!

Watching tweens on Webkinz and Bella Sara, I started wondering how smart companies will find that same sweet spot with adult consumers--a place where real-world point-of-sale drives the online experience.

What would the characteristics of that experience have to be:

1) something we are compelled to purchase.
2) something we enjoy playing with or using in the real world.
3) a replica of something real that can also be experienced virtually.

Perhaps the condoms of the future will come with a special code you can enter to frolic in an online adult world. In turn, the sites could offer special features and access to those with codes, driving future brand preference in condoms.

Same with clothing. Your jeans should come with your DenimWorld code emblazened on your back pocket. You use the code to dress your virtual self and hope that some hottie has been looking at your ass long enough to look you up in Denim City. In Denim City you participate in activities that generate points toward special features or future purchases. Maybe movie tickets for your real-world date from your virtual connection based on your realworld jeans.

I'm thinking out loud here.

Blame the steroids.

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August 24, 2007

Anyone fixed healthcare yet?

ok just checking in.

First Blogger to do a Breathing Treatment on Facebook

I WON!!!!!

(scroll down paaast the aquarium, paaaast the garden and comments from gardeners, to the wall comments. see pathetic video).

which brings me to point number 2: how about a share FROM facebook, some permalinks, something? [roi to facebook: traffic traffic traffic adoption adoption adoption].

how about a back channel, where people who are not friends (yet) of people who say something interesting can still comment and discuss. oh might not that be fun? if you could get to it while I'm still on steroids, I'd appreciate it.

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PLAY

Not a novel idea. But a good one.

"...this whole gamut of conversation, from infinite jest to point-specific expertise: who needs it?

"Companies need it. Without it they can't innovate, build consensus, or go to market. Markets need it. Without it they don't know what works and what doesn't; don't know why they should give a damn. Cultures need it. Without play and knowledge in equal measure, they begin to die. People get gloomy, anxious, and depressed. Eventually, the guns come out."

--christopher locke, cluetrain manifesto


My suggestion: not just a conference ABOUT play, but a conference AT play. Man enough? Woman enough? Let the games begin.

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August 23, 2007

franks got a recipe beggin to be beaten and eaten

first person who runs over here to make it gets to stir in the egg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

For dinner tonight I made a delicious soup. It was amazingly simple. Most of the ingredients came straight of our CSA share, and the recipe came from the Blue Moon weekly newsletter. Thanks Kristen!
The recipe…

    Ingredients:
  • 1 large celeriac, peeled, cut into quarters and sliced thin. (Ever wonder what to do with that celeriac? This is it!)
  • 3 Tablespoons olive oil
  • 2 garlic cloves, minced
  • 1 cup carrot coins
  • 1 leek, sliced into thin rounds. (Okay, I had small leeks so I used two, but I had huge garlic cloves so I only used one. I finally learned the thing about cooking is that it’s no organic chemistry… doesn’t require an analytical balance to get the measurements right.)
  • 2 eggs
  • A couple of cups of chicken broth. Mine came from a can.
  • 1/4 cup lemon juice
  • salt and pepper

Go see how it turned out--
mmmmm!

seams, apart

So i'm on steroids and levaquin now as the augmentin didn't work to get rid of this sinus infection/bronchitis, which of course has made friends with my asthma. This has been a rough patch -- thank you for all the supportive emails, friends. You don't know how it helps to read them when I'm worrying through the night. George has a procedure at the hospital next week--we may have an overnight there. I love him.

How's tricks in the blog world?

I checked and briefly noticed that, in addition to Doc moving, Scoble was taking another poignant pause, Shelley had been too quiet, and Elaine had made me a very nice healing collage. Everyone else has either been bought by Google or acquired by Oracle. So apparently I can go back to my warm washcloth and steroids now.

OH did anyone fix healthcare while I was out?

Thanks!

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August 21, 2007

doc's new doo

Doc has a new blog home, and quite honestly, it's freakin me out.

Not just the words "law" and "harvard" and "edu" in the URL, though that would be enough. Beyond the establishmentishness, I just can't get used to the template. Even with Doc's face and old masthead at the top, I'm like, "Can we go home now?"

Sure this design is simpler and cleaner, but there's something to be said about Doc's messy old house with small fonts and 100000 people on his blogroll, more than one woman too.

Doc's weblogs.com house was a place I visited before I started blogging in 01. I know I'll get used to his new place over time, but I can't get past thinking, "Doc doesn't talk in that font; Doc talks to me in Serif! Doc has more columns than this--where did his miscellaneousness go? And who ran off with Searls BlueGray Stripes(TM), anyway?"

I realize that final weblogs.com bloggers had to step off the bus eventually, and Doc's posts will still be a daily read for me in his new digs, but I can't help feeling like I've just seen him for the first time in a year, and he's completely bald.

So Doc, one favor--keep your hair, okay?

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August 20, 2007

eyes still nose ya!

chat to frank:

HEY SO you know how i've been not able to focus or write much lately, well so yesterday i am just so confounded, right, so i'm sitting in the kitchen when i realize: i can't see SHIT. 45 years old, had 20-20 vision my whole life, and so i had no clue wtf was happening, but i suddenly realize i can't fucking SEE. that's why i can't write or read anything because i can't SEE the shit. So i go over to walmart today and spring for an eye exam (no money for glasses but what the heck), so i find out i have 20-40 vision and two astigmatisms (well one in each eye), and i need reading glasses for now. He says my distance vision is going but still passable so i don't need BIFOCALS yet, and I'm like BIFOCALS??? I was just 22, wtf are you talking about?


Me in George's Dollar Store Reading Glasses

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August 18, 2007

Jamaica on my mind

I remember when Ivan was set for a direct hit on Jamaica, and how it skirted around at the last minute. Hurricane Dean looks like an unparalleled menace on a truly frightening path toward the tiny island.

streaming radio from jamaica.

Some Jamaica-based bloggers:

  • Moving back to Jamaica: "...we sit here waiting, doing the best we can to prepare ourselves. And it's still a really nice sunny day today, with blue skies and hardly any clouds and a light breeze."
  • Jamaica Girl: "...my plan is to batter down the windows, put things in high places away from flooding and head to the man’s to shelter in his big bed!"
  • Stunner's Afflictions: "I will be at work! What the hell! Yes I have been forcibly drafted in the hurricane team and will be at work for quiet a long time. During the entire pre-hurricane, hurricane and post-hurricane periods. So I will spend the rest of my day securing the home front, then later it will be off to work."
  • Mighty Afrodite (Grand Caymans): "Dean and his whereabouts dominate the topic of all conversation, as we all get ourselves into a state of preparedness. Supermarkets are packed; cars are moved to higher ground; information is being disseminated like wildfire; plywood and shutters are being off loaded and inspected at individual residences…and it all gives me a strange sense of detached pride for my island and its peoples. Ivan was a hard lesson learned but, we learned our lesson. No one wants to be caught off guard again."
  • Jamaipanese: "It's the middle of the month, I am broke, it's two weeks before school reopens and a little bit over a week before elections. I just hope the storm doesn't affect us too badly for too long, I can still remember how Hurricane Ivan and Hurricane Emily blasted us back to the stone age for a couple days."
  • Jamaica Gleaner: "Hurricane Dean roared across small Eastern Caribbean islands yesterday, tearing away roofs, flooding streets and killing at least three people as it headed west on a collision course with Jamaica and Mexico's Yucatan Peninsula."

Our prayers are with you all.

with little time to spare...

Ladies, do not miss this post, and these wonderful links, and this great idea, that I learned about from Toby today. Go. Do. Build. Link.

Don't forget, Blog Sisters, to add yourselves!

Maximum Ride: Saving the World

A Book Review by Jenna and Jeneane Sessum

Maximum Ride: Saving the World is maximum fun for a mother and daughter to read together. That’s what Jenna and I did the last couple of weeks when we received the book from MotherTalk.

The book is about six bird-children named Max, Iggy, Fang (who created a blog you can read at http://maximumride.blogspot.com), Nudge, Gazzy, Angel, and their talking dog, Total. They are trying to escape from the mad scientists at Itex Corporation who created them.

The story begins with teenage Max, leader of the pack, guiding the flock of younger children from their traumatic past in the laboratory, where they were ‘bred’ as part human, part bird. But not only is Max out to save her winged friends; she’s also out to save the world. The same bad guys at Itex who altered the children’s DNA to create this uber-species are also out to create a master race and take over the world in a “Re-evolution.”

The children, who are 98-percent human and 2-percent bird, can not only fly, but also have amazing powers of perception. Their part animal makeup gives them keen awareness of danger, and their wings help them escape threats, including their wolf-like predators (also engineered at Itex) called Erasers.

The story gets especially intense when the flock is separated and held captive, and we learn a secret about Dr. Martinez. Does the re-evolution take place? Does Max live to save the world another day? You won’t be able to stop yourself from turning the pages to find out.

The reason you should read this book is that it’s a fun adventure. And if you like this one, you should check out Maximum Ride: School’s Out Forever and Maximum Ride: The Angel Experiment.

It’s easy to track the adventures of Max and the flock online too – there are videos on YouTube that make the book come alive.

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August 15, 2007

skin deep

life's stressors have been mounting at our house since March pretty steadily. if i believed in conspiracy theories, i'd be surveying the grassy knoll down the street 24x7. Traumatrain could you pass by? I'm not taking delivery anymore.

As a brief update, George's mother is still on life support in the hospital in Florida; George has to have some medical procedures done in the next couple of weeks; and there's more but why bore you with sadness when I can tickle you with a funny story...

So, given the amount of stress, I have augmented my general and consistent recovery work with another prong. I attended a session yesterday with a Helping Professional (AKA: shrink) to evaluate medicine options. I thought the appointment went well, albiet quickly. I felt that I shared what I needed to share to get him up to speed and keep him in the loop. Yep, that all went pretty well, I thought, walking down the hall toward the exit. "Good job, me."

That's when I glanced down at my sleeve and realized my shirt was on inside out.

Like all day.

Like, yes, during my session.

When I laughed and thought, I have to blog this, I knew I could check yesterday off as a "made it through++" day.

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August 09, 2007

Happy Anniversary, Honey!

21 years ago today i said "I do." There are no words for where we've been, what we've seen, endured, come to understand, and how all of that has changed us. All of these many years, they are understood not through language, but through color, shape, and sound. I remember them through my senses in tapestry, patterns, music.

Blue silk soukous.
Red satin straight ahead.
Brown cotton blues.

I loved you that day. And the 7,665 days since.

I will see you soon.

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August 07, 2007

there is a season

Blogging may be sporadic, yet again, as Jenna and I may be traveling down to Florida. And school starts Monday. And I'm not sure which end is up.

George and his brother are in central Florida with their mother, who is on life support. She is 86. And very stubborn. It is long days, long nights. One day, one step, one thing at a time.

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August 06, 2007

Highest OMG BBQ

Head to Shelley's to find out about a must-do wordpress update. NOW! (And to learn the new code word for getting off your ass and doing something quick.)

I think the Dept. of Homeland Security should add this level above terror level red: HighestOMGBBQ! - reserved for an actual emergency, not one made up to keep the population in check.

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August 05, 2007

you've probably seen it, cause i'm always the last to know

but this image mosaic generator is pretty nifty. it uses flickr images (wonder how it gets away with such) stating they are the respective work of their owners to mosaic-ize an image of your choosing. just upload an image and click the button--it's really cool to see how it grabs images by hue to fill in your image. coolio.



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self-censoring

sometimes it's a good idea.

for instance, all of the wise ass comments i could make about this, you know like some jerk who would say, "great idea but don't light the wrong end!" and stuff like that, I'm not going to make those stupid comments. NO i will not make them. because this serious. and it's not something to joke around about. remember that.

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legend songwriter and musician Lee Hazlewood is gone.

Madame Levy has it. Lee died surrounded by loved ones. George and I were reflecting that "These Boots" was our favorite song when we were kids. Lee's talent inspired more than one generation in his lifetime; it will inspire many to come.

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state of the state of mind

i haven't blogged this much since the kathy sierra debacle. there are a lot of reasons for that. chief among them: i (like anyone who has been around here 6 years) have some anger at this space. i have some fear about being misunderstood, which causes me to sometimes second guess my gut as a writer. that, friends, sucks. however, i'm getting over it--hold off on the flowers and sympathy cards if you would.

in the long list of things since march, i've had some threats from people i don't trust, and i don't take that shit lightly. i have some boredom with a blogworld that too closely resembles the mainstream we came here to avoid. i also have a suitcase full of anxiety that i'm at least willing to own up to, and as most of you know i've had health issues, surgery, recovery (doing great--THANK YOU ALL), then lots of work, followed by not enough work, followed by work picking up again.

And I have a new Mac bought for me by my readers and blog friends--thank you thank you thank you--that makes being here more fun than it is work. the act of kindness restored in me what was some pretty beaten down faith in this little experiment we're engaged in. the notes, the emails, the energy asking me to keep on.

People sometimes ask me, how i feel about what went down and how it went down. There is no single feeling for being swept up in a tide of openness and originality turned car wreck turned tornado turned wasteland.

Pissed? yeah, ok. more at first than i am now. i am actually more optimistic about people than i have ever been. and i have so many blessings i can't count them all. these are things i realize. they are the switch i am learning to manually flip when the lights go out for too long.

I was also thinking just tonight, the way i see it, most of the people involved in the aforementioned shitstorm -- not everyone, but most -- did the right thing. That's a good thing. an important thing.

we are only human beings. we misread one another. we dance like shy school children and then drunken sailors. we can be jerks and heroes--sometimes in the same instant. we are not so predictable.

But, I don't know if i'm so optimistic about 'blogging'. The blogworld is a place where Loren Feldmen's supposed to be funny and I'm an accomplice to a federal crime? that's wrong on so many counts i don't have enough fingers and toes to do the math.

But it's not over. Not by a long shot.

Everything cycles. Video killed the radio star. We've gotta keep at it. Keep at it with me. Don't stop. not this day. not this week. kay?

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if it were funny, it would be funny

But it's not funny. Dick.



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August 04, 2007

Best Wishes, Karl

I hope you are back to feeling better soon, Karl. And seriously that is No Pun intended! Steroids are powerful stuff and can really help reduce inflammation and the associated pain. My thoughts are with ya!

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whazamaddayou?



eh?

you smell

with one brain cell
covered in hair gel
you smell
like a jail cell.

forget the oil well.
you can't tell
if you feel well
unless you raise hell
before the school bell.

THANKS RHYMING DICTIONARY!

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Why Yes! Yes I am!

I guess I better pick this sucker up!

she gives wings to grief

this.

I also remember how Wendy told me I would need to be careful not to feed him too much or too little. Too much would make it difficult to die, too little would make it more painful; the same with hydration. I thought that would be an impossible task, but I don’t think he lived too many days after that. I do remember my surprise when he asked for bagel pizzas and soda pop just hours before his seizure and he hadn’t eaten by mouth for days. I heated them up, made them into small bites, and he ate the whole thing. His last supper.

I remember sitting one afternoon, just him and me, making a list of all his favorite things. Like movies, and blueberry jelly bellies. I was compiling the list to use at his memorial service, but I didn’t tell him that.

After Tommy died, and I could find my voice, I made another round of telephone calls. His teachers came over from the school including Mr. Shipman, his favorite kindergarten teacher for whom he had a special love, and they all sat with his body for a bit. My sister, Marilyn arrived from San Francisco about an hour and a half after he died. I was so glad to have her there…no body else could have helped me send his body to the mortuary.

Grandma and Grandpa Smith came from their campground just moments after he left. They helped to get calls made to the Smith side of the family.

Wendy and Bill called the coroner and made sure the body was properly identified. And then they left. I asked them to come to the memorial service, and I received notes from all three, but I never saw them again.

Tommy’s body lay in his bed for about 5 hours. I’d come in and out of the room, putting away the clean laundry in his drawers. When I finished the last bit I told him, “It’s all clean now, you can pack a bag to go home.” I was glad to have time to see him still, not asleep. I could feel his body lose it’s heat. It helped me lose my fear of death.
and this.

the end begins here.

and i would like to scream for her - i am a mother too - nononono, it is not fair,
it is not fair, change it, make it not so, make it undone. Please. i am a mother too.

the point is---

grief.

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Oh come on, ICanHasNOT!

i thought we were a little whacked when we bought katherding.com.

well lookie all these ICanHas domains.

icanhasbreakcore?
WTF?

If you missed out on the ICanHas craze, I wouldn't worry. Those domains will probably be re-available next year at this time when no one renews them.

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i think i broke all these rules...

...when i first started working for real, back in the... uh... 80s.

could that be why i'm so tired now?

nonetheless, newly-graduated ones who will NOT be returning back to the college classroom this Fall, take heed and read this post. Good tips include:
  1. Positive Thinking. A common thought that may pass your mind. ‘Oh my god! I have to get up at 7am for every day for the rest of my life. Noooooooooooo. Trust me, block this thought out. It can only do you harm!
I STILL GET THIS ONE WRONG. The angst of the rest of my life waits for me when my eyelids come alive, including the: whyyyy soooo earrrrly? question.

The thing is, once you have a baby, and the a school-age child, you have to get up this early even if you don't work at a 9-5 job. So better get used to those early mornings. Maybe you'll be better at it than I am. 23 years post college graduation.

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is it bedtime yet?




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coming up on 21

august 9th is our 21st wedding anniversary.

i was 22 when I met george. i was 24 when we got married. I have known him more than half my life. i have lived more years with him than without.

it is a strange and amazing thing, that point at which a couple crosses over the more-years-with-you-than-without-you chasm. it comes with a lot of tears, love, sweat, heart wrenching changes, holding on, letting go, figuring out, losing, finding, circling around, landing. maybe not for every couple, but for most of us who survive the perfect storms I think it's that way. the undoing of what was undone long before you ever came together, and then the placing pieces in new designs, a mosaic of wounds healing, a together together.

i'm not sure what we're doing for our anniversary; something quiet maybe. we're hoping to head to Savannah later in the month for a couple of days, Jenna in tow. I've never seen the Georgia coast.

i love him.

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sleepover




it's party time. it's webkinz time. it's club penguin time. it's making beaded necklaces time. it's popcorn time. it's polly pocket time. it's melatoin time.

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Winkie


Winkie
Originally uploaded by AKMA
A Star is Born! Congratulations to Pippa, AKMA and Margaret's talented daughter!!!

August 03, 2007

wikipediaphobia

stumbled upon a great list of phobias, which is always fun late at night. now we only need the web 2.0 version with fear of wikis and scobles and stuff.

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directory of open access journals

From Tom comes this pointer to the Directory of Open Access Journals, a wonderful source and resource for READABLE-WITHOUT-PAY journals in many many subject areas. What an amazing find.

From the Mt. Sinai Journal of Medicine (article on cardiac catheterization stents here) to Music Theory Online, and that's only in the "M"s. Check out the Subject Tree.

Tom is a man with a mission, and we all benefit from his determination. Not to mention his humor and impressive library of titillating images.

How I spent my summer vacation. Thanks Tom!!

Blogging While Brown - Welcome to Atlanta

I hear from Karsh that Atlanta is home to the future Blogging While Brown Conference, scheduled for next summer. They even have a wiki, and a conference isn't a conference these days without a wiki.

Well it's damn TIME we do something useful here in Atlanta in the social media space. I just told George. He said, "Really? Cool!" I'm sure he could be talked into participating, presenting, or something. But you didn't hear that from me.

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August 02, 2007

Disney Coughs Up a Nearly a Billion Dollars in the Race to Grab Virtual Tweens - Acquires Club Penguin

Having just paid the monthly renewal fee for Club Penguin today, I was interested to see that Disney just nabbed the tween-based social networking site for $350 million with another $350 million to follow if earnings targets are met.

HOLY CRAP.

All this time we thought the high-value social networking sites like FaceBook and MySpace that we old people started crashing was where the action is. Ha ha ha. The Internet's getting younger every day, friends.

Jenna, soon to be 10, first heard about Club Penguin from a friend at the beginning of summer. I've watched all summer as she's given out her penguin's name to one friend after another, telling kids who didn't know about the site to meet her there.

On Club Penguin, kids get their own penguins and a variety of objects for free. A monthly subscription of $5.95 (which we pay--making it the ONLY social networking site I give actual hard currency to) gives the kids personalization options, like the ability to decorate their own house, buy special items, etc.

At the beginning of the summer, I had never heard of Club Penguin. Today, our daughter and all of her friends are on Club Penguin. In fact right now, as I write this, they're IMing and skating around the rink like little furbies on steroids.

SO why did I -- expert on social networking and Internet savvy mom -- decide that club penguin was worth six bucks a month?

First of all, the range of activities for the kids is expansive. Ships come every so-many weeks and bring new games for them to play. She's learning tons about how to navigate online spaces. She takes pride in the intricate details of the houses she has built. She can play with her real world friends even when I don't have time to drive her around. I can work in relative peace. But MOST of all? It has a great safety record.

The kids go through a very good tutorial about what is okay and not okay on the site. They are empowered to alert the site of any other member who breaks the rules. So far, I have not seen problems, although it will be interesting to see if the site changes in any way now that the hand of Disney is inserted.

All of this is to say, I just told Jenna: Disney bought Club Penguin for $350 Million! And she ran off and called a friend and said, "Disney just bought club penguin--guess how much!? $350 MILLION DOLLARS!" And that friend just ran and told her brother. News is spreading fast.

Some fast facts about Club Penguin:

Score another one for the Canadians - Club Penguin is the brainchild of British Columbia-based New Horizon Interactive.

Club Penguin has 12 million users, 700,000 of which, like me, pay. [OMG a business model!]

Club Penguin as the third most popular virtual world, while Second Life ranks 12th. Webkinz, the other site my daughter belongs to, is number 2. (Webkinz business model may be even more lucrative, with a realworld merchandising component involved since kids have to buy the stuffed animal to get a code for their online experience.)

Average age users are between 6 and 14.

From a financial perspective, Disney gains $4.95 for every dollar it spent month one. If there are 700,000 users paying $5.95 each, and Disney pays $700,000 out of pocket, well, help me with the math.

Sounds like a WIN-WIN to me.

Grown-ups, lets get busy.

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July 28, 2007

Facebook Cool - except if you're "old"

Ronni has an interesting post on FaceBook's non-action (despite terms of service violations) toward some nasty groups that are aimed at dissing and degrading elders or "old people." I would imagine as a popular social network that started out for college kids, then all of a sudden got interesting enough and good enough feature-wise to attract the rest of the Internet, FaceBook's original demographic colliding with their elders offers plenty of incentive for conflict.

All of a sudden we show up at their party--a party they were having as a way to get AWAY from us. We represent what some of these younger people are rebelling against--their parents, authority, anyone over 30. What better place for some to spew stuff they wouldn't dare aim at mom and dad who are paying for college than at their parental proxies on social networks? I say some, because my nephews and niece are on FaceBook and MySpace, and I see them honoring elders, not projectile vomiting at them.

As one commenter at Ronni's said, all of these kids will one day be old--that is unless they mouth off to the wrong person and don't make it past 23. Unfortunately, many of them will also remain stupid. I wonder how many are American kids? I wonder if primarily European social networks have similar hateful groups targeted at the elderly? Why do I doubt it?

Ronni is right that those groups are violating FaceBook's stated terms of service. I don't think leaving FaceBook is the best way to raise visibility--I think staying and representin' is a better way, but I certainly don't fault anyone who is bored enough or sick enough of the FaceBook thing for booking.

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July 24, 2007

STEVE DELIVERS! What a Prince!

A Wicked Cool surprise from reader Steve in the UK who delivered Prince's new only-released-over-there CD -- it came it came!!! So far I've gotten it away from Jenna to hear the first two tracks which are interesting as usual for Prince. But oddly so. The first track - Planet Earth - I described to George as Pink Floyd meets Earth Wind & Fire. So, you know, go ponder that sound fest for a minute or two.

Okay, THANKS AGAIN STEVE!! More as I get time to listen. (And thanks to my other buddy across the pond for the mp3s!)

People. They really do surprise.

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FaceBook - Right Name, Right TIme

I know everyone is talking about Facebook, which is why I haven't jumped up and down too much over here. But the things that I'm finding interesting aren't what I see the Web 2.0 experts talking about.

What fascinates me is Susan.

Because, the most real-world-impacting thing about facebook is its faces.

Because Jenna didn't have a cousin named Susan with a smile and a face and a camera phone two days ago, but now she does.

1 day, one face, new family.

Low and behold, I start the Sessum facebook group and we find that Susan's father and George are first cousins, that Jenna and Susan share the same great-grandfather. And now Susan has put up family pictures and George is staring at faces of an Uncle he never knew -- but in his face he knows, you know? -- and looking into smiling eyes and onto etched hands that remember him forward into now.

That could not happen with the velocity with which it IS happening because of Facebook. It could not have happened with such speed and clarity in the vastness of the Internet through search.

It could not happen with blogging because WE -- George and I -- hog the "sessum" search results on google. The Sessums we sift through are ourselves. Are you talking about us and us talking about you. We would never find Susan or Michael or Fred through blogging, and we would never find them BECAUSE of blogging -- because blog results inundate Google search results. And Sessum results are mostly yours truly.

It could not happen with MySpace either, because MySpaces's search capabilities have remained lackluster, despite press releases and claims to the contrary. And because MySpace is more bling and sing than face.

Similarly, with the Dimino group, with 20-some other facebookians -- two of whom are my nephews and one my niece -- we are finding one another: I am not only their aunt anymore - they are not only my brother's kids: we are creatives. From my family group I learned -- through a probable relative's grandmother -- about the long held belief that all Diminos come from the same village of Sicily, this fishing village.

From there, my imagination gives birth to stories. I am transported.

We are the social Web, family.

When we begin to participate on the Internet's intranets -- like FaceBook -- with others who say yes this is who I am and this is my face I'm on this book with you, then we find each other in new ways. And we become new to one another. And the new becomes familiar.

In groups, through play, the way the web has always worked, we meet and move forward and sideways and through together. We expand. We are evolving from hyperlinked-conversation-based relationships.

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July 21, 2007

letting go



Going to the pool in the summer has long been my ritual for peace of mind, or some semblance thereof. For lots of reasons, this summer has been on the lacking side of peaceful. But today I made it to the pool with jenna and friends and it was really really nice and really really needed.

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RIP Max/Marshmallow.


max in his younger days.

"I sure hope she's pregnant."

An odd thing for George to be saying when he walked into the bedroom at about 1 a.m.

"Who? Huh?"

"The hamster--I hope she's pregnant."

"Why?"

"'Cause he's dead. Dead dead dead."

That's how I came to learn that our elderhamster Max, AKA Marshmallow, loving husband to Cupcake and the longest living hamster in show business, had been Promoted to Glory as they are known say in The Salvation Army.

It was bound to happen. He had far surpassed the average hamster lifespan of 2-3 years, survived innumerable stupid hamster tricks and a lengthy marriage to his first wife, Coco, who ate their 13 babies back in 2005 after I mistakenly separated mom from babies. He was also the sweetest hamster we've ever had, and father of all hamsters we've ever had, except for his two wives.

I think of Coco, who died last year on Halloween, and the birth of their first litter of babies, spitting like popcorn from the hamster wheel. I think back on when I tried to figure out what to tell Jenna and opted for the truth.

She heard us talking tonight and already knows about Max. She's glad it's not the cat. A story for another day.

Recently we could tell that Max was aging fast, and that's when George came up with the idea to get him a new mate in Cupcake. We did a trial run with them in the same cage a month ago, but no babies. We put them back together a couple of weeks ago, so we're really hoping for some offspring to remember Max by.

Babies or not, Max you were a gentleman among hamsters. I'll miss you.


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July 20, 2007

the be all end all of the weinberger v keen thang

Madame Levy summarizes it better than anyone i've seen. i LOLed five times. "mustard is a no go area for most people. trust me." oh man.

i hadn't been reading this stuff and now i don't have to. she's like the cliff notes for blogosphere dust ups. and she cleans fish tanks too.

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July 19, 2007

behavioral science

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me: what if a nut falls on my head?
madame: just act crazier than them. this always works.
me: ok thx

July 17, 2007

What a Wonderful Surprise!!

So Steve, a valued reader from the UK, did the nicest thing since my new mac, which you are not going to believe.

Steve saw my writing and wanting for the new Prince CD, Planet Earth, which is available so far only in the UK given the stroke of anti-establishment marketing genius from The Artist himself, and decided to send me a copy -- w00t!

In case you think he's trying to pull the wool over our eyes, dear friends, I give you exhibits A and B. HOW COOL IS THIS:





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On the Radio

Oh, I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered too
if by chance you heard it for yourself
I never told a soul just how I've been feeling about you
but they said it really loud
they said it on the air
on the radio whoa oh oh
on the radio whoa oh oh
on the radio whoa oh oh
on the radio whoa oh oh now, now
--donna summers, on the radio


Tonight I join Social Media Diva Toby Bloomberg on her new BlogTalk Radio Show. Toby, Wayne Hurlburt and I will be talking about social media ethics (yeah, i know!) trying to define what it mens, how and if bloggers differ from journalists in complying to rules/mores/norms, how much any of this matters and to whom, and more. A half hour isn't very long, but let's get the party started. Show notes are here. Wish me luck.

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July 16, 2007

The decisions we make in our 20s...

i love that Betsy and Ronni keep taking us back in time. SO many of us spend our time online predicting things to come--it's nice to see the past join us, remember us. That's what makes this picture of Betsy in her 20s -- Pregnant and adorable -- so special.

July 15, 2007

always love to listen

as.

with a little of this.

bonus link, shhh.

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July 07, 2007

stumbling upon

writing resources -- good comprehensive set of links.

Quiting Smoking Timeline -- feeling good now but better when I hit 5 years.

Singing Horses -- did they have to?

Collaborative Magnetic Poetry
-- and why not?

I am loving this whole thing, but could stumbleupon please let us blog these finds directly to our external blogs?

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Pay Per Pownce

Well this is interesting.

Of course the need to belong has always been "monnnneeetizzzable" -- but marry ebay with invites to the latest social network Pownce, and you stand to gain a cool five bucks in cash as long as the market holds--which may be a matter of minutes or days, anyone's guess.

Bloggers tend to get all up in arms and holier than thou when this type of thing happens. They slam the service that has generated the sneaky sub-business. They slam anyone 'stupid enough' to pay the five bucks or a penny (or the current high $2.00 bid) to get in. And they who do so are usually the ones with the a sackful of invites.

Me? I say go for it. You wanna list em for sale? List away. You want to spend a dollar or more to get in, go for it. It's easy to game the system either way. It won't last long. But I love me some market ingenuity wherever it happens to grow, and however short lived.

BTW, first person to comment gets a free Pownce invite.

And for the record, I think it's the most interesting network to pop up since flickr because of the p2p aspect that flickr initially had (before it became a photo sharing site).

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July 06, 2007

Move over SEO, It's Time for SAO

Before Search, and its cousin Search Engine Optimization, became the multi-billion-dollar industry of today, we spent our time surfing the Web, mostly amazed to find any sites that we could make use of, and especially surprised when search results returned a site that was actually something we were looking for.

Although the value and the "game" of getting companies nearest the top of first-page search results began several years ago in earnest, the Twitters and Pownces and YouTubes and FaceBooks of the world were still mere strings of code in their creators' loins at that time.

Ewww. Okay. That was uncalled for.

Nonetheless, in looking across the social software landscape, the sites and widgets and tools, the companies and indie soloists, the nomads and pirates, we can see the opportunity for companies to engage in social spaces -- to find new ways to interact with their customers, partners, and the watching world -- without making a pain of themselves. The strategy and programs around creating an integrated presence across social sites, using social tools, and interacting in positive ways with constituents, is something I'm calling Social Application Optimization (SAO).

A year ago, among online marketers' clients' top requests was a desire to engage with key demographics on MySpace, to spread to Friendster, and perhaps to participate in Second Life by hosting an event there.

Today, the opportunity for gaining visibility in gathering places across the web has increased as quickly as the number and sorts of places people are tending to gather. When it was just websites and blogs, things were easy. Now we have King MySpace, Queen FaceBook, YouTube, Friendster, Pownce, Bebo, LinkedIn, BuzzNet, Twitter, Flickr, Orkut, StumbleUpon, Tribe, various virtual worlds like Second Life, hybrid platforms like Kaneva, and more nearly every day.

Nearly every company is chomping at the bit to leverage marketing and PR opportunities on these sites that are aggregating so many people.

However:
  • Most of these spaces don't want businesses there.
  • Many have rules against businesses creating profiles.
  • Social participants don't want to be bothered or spammed--and the ramifications of businesses jumping in the wrong way (just as we saw with blogs) are long-lasting and costly.
  • How can you be "everywhere"? Should you be "everywhere"?
  • If not, which sites are the best fit?
  • How does a company interact with customers, partners, and the watching world without pissing them off? In ways that actually HELP?
The first myth that needs busting is that businesses shouldn't be or aren't participating in these sites. Whether it's against the terms of service or not, they are. They will be. There is not shutting them out as long as they dare to be creative. Besides, we want them there as long as they don't mess things up.

Add to that busted myth the fact that most of these social sites have a large population of indie web solists, technology developers, and entrepreneurs who act as small businesses themselves, and we can do away with the "individuals only" notion of social spaces. Commerce is part of the social fabric. It's all in the how.

So how should companies use social spaces to increase visibility and touchpoints with customers and potential customers, with partners and potential new hires? What is enough visibility without becoming obnoxious? Which sites are right for which kind of businesses and activities?

There is no single right answer, and that's where SAO comes in. Simply put, Social Application Optimization is making the most of a company's presence across social applications in concert with tools, technology and social participants themselves. It is giving businesses maximum visibility and brand exposure through positive interactions with social participants.

Okay it's late. And I'm writing this on the fly. Can you tell? In keeping with that theme, let's say there's a party and people are standing around talking and laughing and drinking punch, an analog variation of a digital gathering.

Let's say there are also three flies on the wall at this party. The first fly on the wall gets wind of the desert tray and is buzzing all in the face of the party goers trying to eat some cake. Everyone is swatting at this fly, and when someone finally nails it with a towel, there's a collective, "Yeah!"

There's another fly on the wall and he stays on the wall. He doesn't move, and no one notices him much, but that fly learns a lot about people.

Then there's another fly on the wall. It sees a group of women having an animated, joyous conversation, until a tipsy barely-grown man, who has obviously hit hard on the punch, wanders into the group and tries to take over the conversation, stumbling into two of the members. The third fly buzzes over and dive bombs the guy's finely coiffed hair until it drives him away swatting at his head. The group lets out a collective, "Yeah!"

You get it. There are different "yeah"s online, and the one that reflects a positive connection between two entities is the point of opportunity where the businesses can help/enable/empower (there I said it!) people to do something they wanted to get done anyway, whether or not they were thinking about getting it done ten minutes prior.

Of course another way for busineses to help social participants is to simply not get in their way. Watch and learn. Participate but Wait. Then offer soft goods -- offer humor, or offer entertainment, or offer to continue to stay out of the way.

Like I said, it's late and I'm going on. I can do that sometimes.

So instead of winding this up with more paragraphs about insects, I'll shut up and let the flies have the floor.

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Euan Me

Euan Semple decided to send invites to stumble upon to me and 1,000 other close friends (check out the comments--some funny replies there from Euan's good natured "spammed friends"). Needless to say, ADD-like wanderlust ensued for various parts of the day. Musicovery and Refrigerator Poetry have been particularly fun. Firefox made the toolbar install easy. I wish their profile pages were more social. And a big plus would be to be able to "blog this" find or in some other way have linkage between your blog there and your other blogs and social sites.

More and more I think we will be writing in apps like Qumana and publishing to multiple sites--especially when these tools can cross social sites or use RSS to shape-shift our writing (also knowns as content), breaking it down into particles to send it across our social spheres and recomposing it in the style/form/look-and-feel appropriate for each venue. There's no reason I can't pull a twitter out of the same blog post I'm posting here and designate the last half of it in some Funky Font with emoticons to blast over to MySpace (once it's open--it will be), FaceBook, Friendster, Pownce, LinkedIn, Stumble Upon, Allied, Blog Sisters, all of em.

I have more to say on this stuff--just too little time and energy.

SO that's a round about way of saying, Thanks Euan!

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Famous future reply to the question, "How did you find our site?"

"Euan did it."

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July 05, 2007

Apple should listen

No one is more of a gadget-and-application guru in the blogworld than Denise. When she says something should work a certain way, then a company would do well to say yes ma'am and thank you. Even if that company is Apple.


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you get what you need

There's a beautiful post over at AKMA's place about dreams delayed, dreams-yet-to-be-realized and dreams that don't seem like dreams-come-true, but must be just that, because without them, life would be no dream at all.
I keep a fortune-cookie slip in my wallet. It reads, “Your dream will come true when you least expect it.” Let’s bracket, for the moment, the question of whether there’s any sane reason to take fortune-cookie slips seriously; we know there isn’t, and we know that we do anyway.
read on.

July 04, 2007

been up still up

just trying to find a way to pass the time since I'm not able to sleep with this bronchitis + sinusitis combo. just trying to think positive.

July 03, 2007

independence from smoking day

hello friends. thank you. tomorrow is three years without a cigarette, a day which I am marking with a case of mucus-heavy bronchitis, a case not nearly as severe or frequent as in the "old days." That is thanks to saying goodbye to the pack. Thanks to you all again for keeping me honest.

naptime...
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have a good day off.

July 02, 2007

happy birthday marek

for you, the poem i wrote for your birthday way back when ...

1:30 a.m. Birthday Poem for Marek

Pick up the bat,
chipped wood offering slivers,
feel them break the skin
cut my palm and the
creases where my fingers bend.
Little bit of blood never hurt
me.

Walk the streets, hungry for
something to make sense,
Find myself there
without knowing when or how,
See the red convertible
parked to perfection, six inches
from the curb, outside
the overdone estate
that son of a bitch CEO
calls home.

The glare off the hood
screams at me from
across the street
alarms going off
in my head
RUN you stupid
shit.

With my bat I have
only wishes and dreams
no one and everyone knows.
I cross the street slowly, take in
the chrome wheels and
flawless finish, glaring,
mocking me.

Before I lift it
high above my head
I don't think: and then what?
I bring it down with the force
of fire, speed of wind,
feel the connection
the windshield give way,
and then
shatter into snow
that rains
on the pavement in
a rainbow tapestry
of joy.

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never let me rap, okay?



It's just NOT a good idea.

workin through it

July 01, 2007

ATL ain't the valley

SO our first friend has an iPhone, and he was talking to George about his wait at Lenox Mall in Buckhead Friday--maybe an hour's wait total (heehee). He talked about how guys were trying to sell their spots in line. "Hey man I'm number six in line; I'll sell you my spot for $500." As time to entry got closer, the price dropped. Line occupant number 16 offered his spot up for a scant c-note. I don't know if he had any takers. But you play that game enough times, you might actually be able to afford an iPhone.