Category Archives: true life 2007

Weirdos, Lucy, and To-Go Foods

Monica Hesse’s Washington Post article, “You Can Take It With You: Marketing to Those on the Go” is utterly hilarious. Husband and I especially liked her take on Pocket Shots. Husband thinks someone should come out with “Drinkables” – little martini or vodka tonic kits to go with your Lunchables. I wasn’t excited about being up at 6 to go to a meeting, and this entertaining little article made the morning much more bearable.

On the subject of my itinerary, I keep getting questions about why I haven’t been blogging trips and events ahead of time anymore. I’m always cautious about how much information I divulge, but as a few of my readers have developed, um, boundary issues, it seems prudent not to advertise where I’m going to be ahead of time. Actually, I was advised not to do so by Trained Professionals. In fact, we debated whether even posting this was a good idea as any attention is good attention to these weirdos, it seems. It’s a fine line, and a pain in the rear end since it makes it hard to promote good causes with any kind of personal endorsement, but life goes on and fun is had, I just don’t mention it until later.

On that note, we’re now back from the [tag]Jersey Shore[/tag], which was not nearly as traumatic as I expected. It was even fun. And pretty. And home to [tag]Lucy the Elephant[/tag].

But the Atlantic waters were too damned cold to venture out into for a swim and I kept stepping on [tag]many-ribbed hydromedusae[/tag] that bore a creepy resemblance to breast implants so I’m not going to get toooo carried away with my praise. This time…

It's out there, waiting.

A small part of my brain maintains a constant state of hyper-vigilance about an issue of great importance to the well-being of our civilization. As I explained in the car today to Husband, [tag]paisely[/tag] could make a comeback at any moment and I don’t know that I could bear it.

I don’t know how I survived the 80s in the first place.

I have no malice for the town, for [tag]Paisley Park Studios[/tag] or even for [tag]Brad Paisley[/tag], though I just listened to his music and it made my teeth actually itch.

Even I wouldn’t go so far as to claim people who persist in wearing paisley are possessed by [tag]demons[/tag], but I’m not willing to rule it out. Please don’t let paisley ever make a big comeback. Just promise me, even if you have to lie.

New Orleans Relief Run

If I even try to comment on W’s abysmal speech marking the 2 year anniversary of Hurricane Katrina I’ll probably develop an aneurysm. Instead, here’s a public service announcement:

[tag]The New Orleans Relief Run[/tag] (formerly the Gulf Coast Relief Run) is coming up on September 15th so mark your dancecards.

You can run. You can walk. You can volunteer. (They really need volunteers. It’s very easy and it’s fun – no experience required).

The event benefits [tag]Friends of New Orleans[/tag] and is sponsored and managed by the nice people at [tag]Pacers[/tag].

San Francisco Bound

Someday (soon, I hope) I’m going to visit my friends Blue and Dexter. And maybe some of my human friends, too.

I’m not going to be there for the 80th anniversary of [tag]Philo Farnsworth[/tag]’s broadcast of the first electronic image. He conducted the demonstration of the tech that led to [tag]television[/tag] in his laboratory on Green Street in San Francisco on September 7, 2007. Roger and I are working on a way to commemorate the event. I’m not sure yet how we’re going to incorporate [tag]sunflowers[/tag] into our commemoration, but I’m sure Roger will think of something.