I don't know about you, but I'd say it's gotten ridiculously hot when the tar starts melting off utility poles and pooling on the sidewalk.
Thanks to Jeremy for the photo.
Okay, I finally have an evening free (with one eye on the Chiefs game) to go through all the cards of the people I met in Chicago at BlogHer. Here they are, in the order in which they appeared in the huge, messy pile I plucked from my suitcase:
Then there was everyone I've already mentioned (some of whom I've just mentioned again merely because their cards were in the pile). Of course, I met a certain number of people whose cards I've already lost, etc. Hello again if I've overlooked you!
My next step is to add everyone's feed to my Bloglines list. Maybe that can wait until tomorrow...
It was nice to meet all of you and I look forward to reading your blogs and, I hope, meeting you all again in the future.
One thing I love about blogging is the opportunity to find out about interesting people and the things they do. Sometimes these people go one step further and publish books, sell merchandise, etc., and I like to be able to buy or promote their stuff whenever I can.
Two bloggers I've read for a long time have books coming out. I just ordered Clublife: Thugs, Drugs, and Chaos at New York City's Premier Nightclubs by Rob the Bouncer from Clublife. Next on my list is Hack: How I Stopped Worrying About What to Do with My Life and Started Driving a Yellow Cab by Melissa Plaut of New York Hack, which can now be pre-ordered on Amazon. (I see a trend here of really long titles for bloggers' books.)
Of course, I have a copy of No One Cares What You Had for Lunch: 100 Ideas for Your Blog by Margaret Mason of Mighty Girl and Mighty Goods. Really, who doesn't? (If you don't have it, I recommend it highly for those days when you find yourself *this* close to detailing your meals for the day or writing about something equally dull.)
That's all the blogger action I can think of right now, but let me know if you have something cool going on that I should bump into the main post. I'm not claiming much reach, but at least you might get me as a customer or visitor.
Last night I spent a couple of hours looking up song lyrics online for the cover band. Each band member came up with a list of suggested songs for us to learn and I wanted to be ready for tonight's practice. My song selections were mainly ones I've done before because I still remember the lyrics to many of the songs I sang with cover bands in the '80s and '90s.
I remember having to figure out song lyrics on my own back then. You kids don't know how good you have it with your Internet and your Google! Why, in my day we had to sit next to the turntable with a notepad and keep picking up and dropping the needle over and over until we figured out what the guy was singing. (And as it turns out, we were wrong much of the time.)
The thing is, the old method was a great way to ingrain the lyrics into your memory. By the time you'd puzzled out a phonetically plausible set of lyrics, there was really no way you were going to forget them - particularly if you printed them by hand rather than typing them up. The Google, Copy and Correct method is really not very helpful in the memorization process.
My fear is that I'll be tethered to my notebook o' lyrics on stage when the band performs. I'm doing my best to cram all the information into my brain, but somehow it doesn't retain new stuff as well as it did when I was 17. Go figure.
I keep telling myself that the printed lyrics are just a crutch and that I should learn the basics of the songs and just wing it from there. I guess we'll see what happens when the time comes. I'd feel a lot more optimistic about it if it weren't for the fact that I can't remember the lyrics I've written for my other band's original songs. That's not a good sign, is it?
Yesterday I was at my sister's house and we were channel surfing when we came across the most awesomely bad infomercial ever. Once we started watching we could not tear our eyes away from it and, in fact, we actually backed up the DVR to see more of it.
It was for a product designed to "cleanse" the lower intestine. The presenters included the product's spokesperson, who was way too eager to over-share about the health and function of his own colon. Then there were the two hosts: a prim, blonde British woman and a guy with bad hair plugs.
It was the woman who initially got our attention because she was completely incapable of arranging her face to disguise the disgust and horror that she clearly felt about the topic at hand. You can almost read her mind, "Here I am with a degree in Broadcast Communications, and yet my career is spiraling out of control!"
As the over-eager spokesman went on and on about intestinal mucous and then moved on to parasites (implying that they're not so much a third-world phenomenon, but something with which YOU are probably infested), the female host's features continued to twist into an expression of utter grossed-outedness.
Of course, my sister and I laughed and laughed because we have the sense of humor of 10-year-olds. And, no, we didn't order the product.
Just for the hell of it, I'm heading downtown this morning for the taping of the CBS Early Show at the Liberty Memorial. Supposedly, Big & Rich are performing. I'm not a country music fan, but I always enjoy a live show - especially a free one. Sure, it'll be at 6 a.m., but who's complaining?
Thank you to A Beer Sort of Girl for telling me about it!
Update: Okay, that was kind of boring. I mostly just stood around on the hard, hard concrete for several hours. However, the people-watching alone made it worthwhile. I think I may have discovered a few hitherto unknown mullet varieties. Then there was the pregnant woman wearing a purple, crushed-velvet top hat with "Big" printed across her belly in silver. And the old guy wearing an American flag vest (no shirt) and matching shorts. Ah, middle America!
As for Big & Rich - it turns out they're a rock band by any reasonable definition. Apparently they just market themselves as a country band. I didn't hear them play very much because of the whole "live TV" thing - they'd start in the middle of a song, play for a while and then stop.
I finally took off around 7:15 in plenty of time to get to my usual Friday morning coffee meet-up. Thus, it turned out to be a minor adventure, but an adventure just the same.
The downside to traveling around the country and living it up is that your creditors still expect their money on time. This morning I had to fish through the shopping bag into which I'd placed all our mail the last time I tidied up the kitchen, retrieve the outstanding household bills, and pay them.
I figured it would be nice to continue to have electricity, seeing as it's supposed to be about 100 degrees every day for the rest of the summer, according to the weather forecasts.
The hideous weather isn't making me use any more water than usual because I grew up in a semi-rural area and I still believe that if the grass in the yard can't make it through the summer on its own, that's just too bad. I've occasionally watered the lawn in the past at the behest of the guy who mows it, but this year even he seems to understand that it's pointless.
As I went through my bills, I encountered a ridiculous number of gift cards and gift certificates that I've been hoarding for no particular reason. One of my goals is to go ahead and spend them. I have $100 in spa treatments, $100 worth of plants, and $25 worth of clothes just sitting around just daring me to lose and forget them forever. I will not!
Wow, was that trivial and rambling enough for you? I guess that's a sign I need to get ready and get to work. Have a lovely Thursday!
(If you recognize the title reference, well, you're old like me.)
I brought back the little sample-sized toiletries from the Hotel Roosevelt in L.A. and I am absolutely enamored of the Fresh Pomegranate Conditioner. So much so that I ordered a big bottle online, even though it cost a whopping $30 with shipping.
I don't know how much it smells like pomegranate, but it smells good, and I can't help noticing it all day long.
Certain expensive hotels have a way of making me want to upgrade portions of my everyday life. After I stayed at a Ritz Carlton a few years ago, I went home and bought high thread count sheets. Until then, I hadn't realized what the big deal was.
Then there's the W Hotel chain with its single-minded emphasis on creating a "lifestyle." Read what Suebob had to say about it - it's hilarious.
Have you ever changed something about your life thanks to a hotel stay?
Best excuse for not going out to a jam last weekend:
"Had a run-in with a bat and I had to get rabies shots." (The guitarist from my classic rock band)
Quote that exemplifies what it's like to work at an advertising agency:
"So will the bowl be dancing, too?"
Oddest public behavior observed yesterday evening:
An elderly gentleman drinking red wine out of a wine glass using a straw.
Persistent, heretofore unreported thoughts from last week's L.A. trip:
Carrie Fisher is very petite. I loved that the "On the Lot" costume person was reading "Vogue" when we walked by her office. There are a bazillion rock n' roll clothing shops on Hollywood Boulevard and I am sad that I didn't have time to shop in any of them. I'd never really given much thought to the Escape Hybrid before, but it really does get great gas mileage. When my husband's Honda Element finally craps out, the hybrid Escape is on the short list.
Compare and Contrast BlogHer vs. Ford Escape from Boredom:
I paid my own way to BlogHer this year and it was EXPENSIVE! Even sharing a room with Suebob, I still spent every cent I brought with me and that was with careful rationing. A Guinness at the W's bar: $8! Don't even ask what I paid for the steak I had one night. By the time I got to L.A. on Ford's dime, I was feeling so frugal that I didn't so much as order room service or even look inside the mini bar. They definitely served up red carpet treatment, but I didn't want to overstep.
This is "On the Lot" contestant Sam Friedlander wearing an awesome t-shirt depicting monkeys with typewriters. I asked him where it came from, but he'd gotten it from the show's wardrobe department so he didn't know. I must have eet!
All right, enough goofiness. Get back to your lives!
I don't know how some people manage to travel all the time. I just took two trips in two weeks and I required many naps over the weekend to recover.
I've finally put all of my Ford Great Escape photos in Flickr and I've started posting my BlogHer 2007 photos, although there are some tourist ones that haven't made it in yet. As I mentioned in my last post, I'm going to forego putting my photo road rally pix directly on my blog, but you're welcome to click through to Flickr and try to figure out which blogger I am. It's not that difficult!
Here's a list of the bloggers who attended the Ford event:
Everyone was really cool and nice, and I got the vibe that we all felt we'd won the blogging jackpot just by being there. I've added all of their feeds to Bloglines, which brings my total to 431 (and that's without any of the people I met at BlogHer this year).
Now that I'm finished jet-setting for a while, my schedule is as packed as ever. I have at least one activity - usually two - on my calendar every day after work this week. Between my two bands, Soroptimist Club, yoga, social activities and various therapies (chiropractic and massage) to undo the travel damage, I'm a very busy woman...just the way I like it.