June 2008
57 posts
Listening to my interviews is like reminding me of the pink pants, white Levi jeans, and large number 88 in my senior pictures.
Texas Red had not cleared leather when a bullet fairly ripped…
Looking forward to taking Lucian and Rainier to the Pride Parade. Man, this is soooo not NoDak; my dad gets nervous just seeing gay people.
On naming our daughter Lolita, Marie Howe exclaimed “Do you know what they would’ve done to her?” Looking at her girl: “But now I get him.”
A phenomenon particular to public radio profile pics (and maybe scratchers?) — large earmuffs worn like colors. See @petersagal.
Is the West culpable for most of the world’s problems? I just listened to a speaker who every so subtly makes that assertion many times.
Darned Funny Cover of "Sweet Home Alabama"
I was looking for a cover of the classic Lynyrd Skynyrd tune for this week’s show and came across this hilarious cover by the Finnish rock band Leningrad Cowboys. If you don’t have the patience to listen for four minutes, please listen to the end with the Red Army Choir rounding it out.
Station wagons are too chic now. Curtains used to line the way back like Desiree’s (Bonus: it was a place where Dad couldn’t smack you.)
The concept of guanxi. Slow food meets slow biz. http://tinyurl.com/5qsemt
I’m convinced that most social apps in dev need a mobile component or they’re building in their own obsolescence.
Watch My Commute
It’s so darned simple to stream live to the Web, but now amazingly moreso using my Nokia N95 and a 3G connection. Qik kick!
Mones just referenced the Fibbonacci sequence. Bold.
The jig is up. My boss @katemoos actually reads my twitter feed, and saw a tweet about our Friday frivolities…
A bit disappointed in this week’s online numbers — lowest in more than ten months even though we added about 25 new stations: i.e., Boston.
Looks like the boy-king triumphed over his mother. Jammies still on and he’s disassembled the portable grill. A cantankerous engineer?
Sadly, there is a moral to the movie Cars and forgotten America.
I look up, remove my headphones, and find the SOF realm devoid of humanity. Situation made for a Cowboy Junkies song.
Just watched our senior producer perform an uncanny impression of our managing producer. Spectacles are integral to pulling it off.
Forms are set. Sun is daring us not to pour. Hope survives, until the first bank draw.
Kate Braestrup: “…evil people have uncanny luck sometimes.”
Find myself paralyzed with too much history needing to be documented to get 242mo up and running. Should just start now and backtrack…
Highs+ Lows: receiving a Peabody and attending the ceremony; hearing the sound of a stroller topple over and knowing your baby’s in it.
Who’s seen To Die in Jerusalem?
“Babies baptized in their ancestry.” Lovely.
Peabody event is groovy. Heavy hitters like Gibson and Fey and Tippett.
They used my graphic of the Rumi show for the Peabody montage!
Tina Fey and Alec Baldwin will be watching us rather than us viewing them. Eerie.
Hanging out on the MSP tarmac again. Dude on the edge.
Groundhog day at NWA…
Whomever fought the LRT should admire the vertical integration now.
Decided to catch an earlier flight to LGA to hang with the comrades.
Bader’s are holding a rummage sale! Hilarious.
Russert.
108 hours and NWA won’t return our luggage. My new Pradas best be in there.
Shale-hued clay never looked so good. The ash tree wouldn’t agree.
*big sigh of relief* I was worried that my Webby speech might garner a reprimand from K+K. Au contraire: “brilliant” and “savvy” instead.
Can’t believe how much I missed the 4am “nukie” call — and I was only gone for two nights.
There is no way that I am taking a bump after a hellish weekend. NY I don’t love you and you are still bringing me down.
Telling. ABBA playing on clock alarm = The winner takes it all.
63 hours later and Northwest still has our luggage!
Lost a bunch of my tweets during the Webbys last night. Again.
Ùsing a quote this time from Rabbi Heschel. It’s apt.
Davies lost his place in the cards.
met a cool austrian watch designer.
Ùsing a quote this time from Rabbi Heschel. It’s apt.
I asked for sake. Hot or cold? Sure, I replied. Nice move. How’s the hearing, Gilliss?
The data are the facts. Que? Rationale is a lame excuse for ingenuity.
Retract my previous tweet. Northwest has held us hostage on the runway for 3 hours now…
liars, all of ‘em.
take-off!