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I try my best not to reveal any touchy feely emotions (eeks! yikes! uncomfortable!) on a public blog, but I just have to say…life is so good right now. I’m on a business trip to the Pitts, and am having a tremendously valuable, productive experience here. I leave a night before everyone else, and for the first time ever on a business trip – I want to stay that extra day to be with my colleagues. Amazing, huh? I’m happy with my job, happy with my friends and fam, happy with my traveling, happy, happy, happy.
And, scene.
Switching over to something completely unrelated…I’m so disappointed in Daschle. The whole situation is infuriating. Argue all you want of his political assets (which, from the little I know about him, actually seem like they would prepare him well to revamp health care) – but in such a high profile position, “inadvertently” forgetting to pay taxes is unacceptable. The whole situation is unfortunate, but we must not set precendent time and time again, forgiving public servants for their seemingly deliberate omissions of fact.
i have maxed out on friends
Facebook tells me I have 562 friends, and lately, the “People You May Know Box” is only filled with people I don’t know. When I click on “See All” I do see a bunch of old classmates, who I don’t really care to connect with…so I’ve come to the conclusion that I only know 562 people. That means I’ve met about 21 people each year of my 26 years. Shoot. Now I’m starting to feel a little pathetic. Actually, I’ll tell you what’s pathetic. That I’m blogging about how many friends I purportedly have.
thank you readers…
…for making my blog the 26,568,679th most trafficked site on the web. (Per Alexa.com) I always knew I was popular.
mr. manners
If you know me, you know I love me some proper manners. I was getting on the 45 today, and even though this guy was obviously ahead of me to board the bus, he stepped aside to let me pass first. So nice! When I was in NY last week, another guy rushed over to help me carry my luggage up the subway steps even before I had reached them. Chivalry is not dead.
search like it’s 1999
And by 1999, I mean 2001. In celebration of its 10th anniversary, Google has released its oldest available index (1998 was the actual year of the founding, but technical difficulties forced Google to release the first non-buggy year, 2001). Type in “Barack Obama” and the first listing you get is his Senate page. The second listing is a mere mention of him as a participant on a panel. Type in “Sarah Palin” and you don’t even get any listings. Pretty interesting!
Check it out at: Google.com/search2001.html
brunch anyone?
Look, it’s breakfast and lunch, in one convenient package. Allow me to introduce the Krispy Kreme Bacon Cheddar Cheeseburger, served by the fine chefs at Google’s NYC cafeteria earlier this summer, in celebration of the cafe head’s birthday:
fascinating!
Tip on how to reduce a scar straight from the brains of my alma mater, from this month’s issue of Real Simple:
“Massage a new scar for five minutes, twice a day, ” says Julius Few, associate professor of plastic surgery at Northwestern University, in Evanston, Illinois. “Applying pressure forces the body to make scar tissue that is flatter and lighter in color.” Start the treatment two to three weeks after the injury has healed and scabbing is gone. Stop rubbing after a year; no more improvement can be made to a scar after that.”
spreading the news, one banana at a time
I was eating a Dole banana for breakfast this morning, when I noticed a sticker promoting an animated movie titled “Space Chimps.” The sticker has a monkey (unfortunately an ugly cartoon one) on it, along with the Dole/Space Chimps URL. This is the second time I’ve noticed advertising on my little bananas – a month or two ago, I saw Jamba Juice stickers. The type of advertising – paid placement – is nothing new to the advertising world, but the actual placement itself – on a banana – is kind of cute! And a smart idea.
now playing
“Taylor” by Jack Johnson and “Easy Silence” by Dixie Chicks.
Until I kill them by overlistening…which will probably happen with another five plays.
double dipping
Dear readers, I have a confession to make. I am cheating on you. This isn’t the only blog I contribute to as I occasionally (read: three times to date) write for my company’s corporate blog. I won’t link it here because I don’t want them tracing links back to my personal blog, but if you google my name and my company, you will land on more useless commentary from yours truly. I actually liked my posting from yesterday, and think you’d enjoy the referenced YouTube video too.
