the lack of blog posts over the past week is proof that i did not go to the office. it’s been fairly delightful. i’ve slept massive amounts, watched horrible TV, ate too much food, and have rarely left the apartment. wake up at 9. eat cereal, play super mario galaxy and then take a nap at 11. tis the season to be slothful.
christmas itself was stressful, due to an ongoing parental situation that’s best described by amy winehouse, except it’s daddy himself that’s the issue. not fun but i’m determined not going to let it ruin everything. time with other familial units helped mitigate the stress. so did a lot of naps.
yesterday i had fabulous unexpected QT with cousin kate. we saw persepolis. it was fun & heavy. if you plan to read the books, definitely do that first.
today i saw juno. it was cute. a little precious … indie emo overload, but i loved it no less. the main character is a mini janeane garofalo and the soundtrack sounds like a mixed CD i made 6 months ago. plus it’s got michael cera being a sweet little weenie boy. how can you beat that?
People who take their time with things are probably in the minority in most of the world today. We live in a time when speed and productivity are valued above almost anything else. Therefore, people who flow at a slower pace are out of sync with the world and are often pestered and prodded to go faster and do more. This can be not only frustrating but also counterproductive because the stress of being pushed to move faster than one is able to move actually slows progress. On the other hand, if a person’s style is honored and supported, they will find their way in their own time and, just like the tortoise, they might just beat the speedier, more easily distracted person to the finish line.
while i did love john’s “daniel craig on a plate in 2008,” i think we’ll go with phyll’s brill invention, which she unveiled at last night’s chick dinner Festivus-tivities at ilili, where they treated us like the royalty we are. the mantra was accompanied by a personalized gift for each one of us. ah, how i love being this age in this place with these pals. babes in toyland, each of us.
yesterday i got caught in an emergency drill whilst buying myself a yogurt in our ghetto cafeteria on the 20th floor (there are 36 floors in my building). it’s always annoying to have to leave the office for such drills, especially when we’re busy, but after experiencing 9/11 and the blackout while working in a very tall iconic Manhattan building, i’ve learned to suck it up and even listen to the ex-firemen running the drills every 1 out of 4 times.
not only do these guys impart info that could conceivably save lives down the line, but they often offer the added benefit being funny. yesterday the guy delivered an impassioned message to the ladies about how heels and flip flops are not good shoes to escape in.
my favorite part about this particular drill was the handout, though. it has illustrations of the bedlam that will ensue during different types of non-fire emergencies (chemical release, blackout, natural disaster, biological, and nuclear).
by the way i will be evacuating the premises today to attend to a few last-minute shopping emergencies. despite my earlier shit talking, there’s still a bit left to do …
Been listening to Jane Fonda’s autobiography MY LIFE SO FAR as read in her own voice. K gifted this to me via iTunes and I am really into it. Jane’s intelligence, passion and compassion, fearless self-examination and revelation are all things I aspire to possess and embody. I was never that interested in Jane, although admittedly my ultra-conservative upbringing led me to greet her story with a good degree of skepticism. I knew her as the 1980’s exercise chick who was married to Ted Turner for a while and who did that whole Hanoi Jane thing a long time ago.
I’m about halfway through the audio book and my perception of her has completely changed. She’s become a real person to me, and a hero. Jane’s story is one of growth and evolution … following her heart and her gut and admitting her mistakes along the way and how she learned from them. I think this is something that women leaders are especially good at … going beyond simply recognizing and admitting wrong (their own and those of society), and being willing to share their stories with each other to promote healing and harmony in the world.
“True courage is not the brutal force of vulgar heroes, but the firm resolve of virtue and reason.”
─ Alfred North Whitehead
sorry guys. the monday morning dance party producer was asleep at the wheel this week. better late than never.
my, how many a furious roger rabbit was danced at various and sundry sweet 16’s to this legendary jam! the dresses on the chicks look like dresses i really wore back then — the tighter & sluttier the better.
notice the beaker-toting chick in the lab coat in the beginning. what’s that about? is that supposed to be poison she’s whipping up as she scratches her ass?
towards the end of the video (3:25) you’ll see biv sitting on top of a basketball hoop. i guess that’s where the dick in a box scene idea came from.
Facebook remorse. face∙book re·morse (n.): The emotion felt upon inadvertently mailing an invitation or missive to hundreds of people stored in your email address book through the automated “Find Friends” feature in the Facebook interface (including exes, eh’s, family members and professional contacts that you did not want to go there with). Gahhhh!!
the lack of blog posts over the past week is proof that i did not go to the office. it’s been fairly delightful. i’ve slept massive amounts, watched horrible TV, ate too much food, and have rarely left the apartment. wake up at 9. eat cereal, play super mario galaxy and then take a nap at 11. tis the season to be slothful.
People who take their time with things are probably in the minority in most of the world today. We live in a time when speed and productivity are valued above almost anything else. Therefore, people who flow at a slower pace are out of sync with the world and are often pestered and prodded to go faster and do more. This can be not only frustrating but also counterproductive because the stress of being pushed to move faster than one is able to move actually slows progress. On the other hand, if a person’s style is honored and supported, they will find their way in their own time and, just like the tortoise, they might just beat the speedier, more easily distracted person to the finish line.
Been listening to 
Facebook remorse. face∙book re·morse (n.): The emotion felt upon inadvertently mailing an invitation or missive to hundreds of people stored in your email address book through the automated “Find Friends” feature in the Facebook interface (including exes, 
