It takes a brave person to speak his mind and stand ready to take crap from the uninformed.Paul Krugman is that person and here is his post.
He will be vindicated - someday.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Krugman is right
It takes a brave person to speak his mind and stand ready to take crap from the uninformed.Paul Krugman is that person and here is his post.
He will be vindicated - someday.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
My last nerve
When she was frustrated, mom would say she was on her last never. That's what today was like for me.
First, a day of technical difficulties. Lost two radio interviews because of a failing USB flash drive. Staples wants $400 to retrieve the data. I've already set the stage to eat crow and redo the interviews. I'd rather spend the money on a new microphone and take the show on the road.
And I forgot to retrieve about 10 minutes of the show when I was in Hartford early in the day. Had to go back and get that. <sigh>
Then Audition was giving me problems. Then I couldn't upload to the FTP from any of my Macs. Finally uploaded the radio show from my son's PC (and I questioned his decision to get a PC over a Mac!)
Yeah, I'm talking tech, but it's like any job - one of those days where everything goes wrong. You can relate.
Second, my daughters decided to have a shouting match that I tried to ignore - until it came to blows. Took an hour to settle that down.
<sigh>
Next up: get ready for Saturday's class.
Again, I say: <sigh>
First, a day of technical difficulties. Lost two radio interviews because of a failing USB flash drive. Staples wants $400 to retrieve the data. I've already set the stage to eat crow and redo the interviews. I'd rather spend the money on a new microphone and take the show on the road.
And I forgot to retrieve about 10 minutes of the show when I was in Hartford early in the day. Had to go back and get that. <sigh>
Then Audition was giving me problems. Then I couldn't upload to the FTP from any of my Macs. Finally uploaded the radio show from my son's PC (and I questioned his decision to get a PC over a Mac!)
Yeah, I'm talking tech, but it's like any job - one of those days where everything goes wrong. You can relate.
Second, my daughters decided to have a shouting match that I tried to ignore - until it came to blows. Took an hour to settle that down.
<sigh>
Next up: get ready for Saturday's class.
Again, I say: <sigh>
Monday, September 5, 2011
The guy in Starbucks
So a guy with a big mouth walks into a Starbucks (no, this is not the start of a bad joke - or, maybe it is) and wants to sit at a table. With none available, he tells me and the young man next to me to leave - he was joking of course, but I could tell he was going to be one of those annoying types. Using "fuck" as both an adjective and a verb in reference to his ex-wife, his 22-year-old daughter and his female algebra instructor. Yeah, not exactly a classy type.
In less than 10 minutes I knew more about him than I wanted to know: 42-years-old, crazy ex-wife who's 30, father of seven, runs 12 different construction businesses, hangs out with his daughter's friends, worked as a tool maker, creating the prototype machine for the manufacture of a well-know razor brand ("And you know how much money I got out of it? My $11.00 an hour, that's it!"), owned and lived on an island in the Sound (to which he brought homeless people to eat, work and live - my comment was that I hope he didn't get in trouble by infringing on their 13th, 14th or 15th amendment rights), had a car accident that left him with amnesia for 8 months, walked around after the accident with his brains hanging out ("LITERALLY hanging out, you know what I mean??").
But he's leaving all that behind and studying to become a nurse.
I got a bad vibe from the guy when he insinuated that he'd thought about being with his oldest daughter but that he could "never be in someone who had come out of" his ex-wife. He also took alot of time settling in to his "less than desired" place at the window and did his homework out loud - until I asked him to do it quietly.
Oh, and he plans on getting his algebra instructor fired because he doesn't like her. <sheesh>
In less than 10 minutes I knew more about him than I wanted to know: 42-years-old, crazy ex-wife who's 30, father of seven, runs 12 different construction businesses, hangs out with his daughter's friends, worked as a tool maker, creating the prototype machine for the manufacture of a well-know razor brand ("And you know how much money I got out of it? My $11.00 an hour, that's it!"), owned and lived on an island in the Sound (to which he brought homeless people to eat, work and live - my comment was that I hope he didn't get in trouble by infringing on their 13th, 14th or 15th amendment rights), had a car accident that left him with amnesia for 8 months, walked around after the accident with his brains hanging out ("LITERALLY hanging out, you know what I mean??").
But he's leaving all that behind and studying to become a nurse.
I got a bad vibe from the guy when he insinuated that he'd thought about being with his oldest daughter but that he could "never be in someone who had come out of" his ex-wife. He also took alot of time settling in to his "less than desired" place at the window and did his homework out loud - until I asked him to do it quietly.
Oh, and he plans on getting his algebra instructor fired because he doesn't like her. <sheesh>
It's the little things that make all the difference...
Actress Paltrow changed life on 9/11/01
Can I just be a little suspicious that this is just coming out now? Just a little too convenient that she's promoting a movie and the tenth anniversary is happening and all...
Can I just be a little suspicious that this is just coming out now? Just a little too convenient that she's promoting a movie and the tenth anniversary is happening and all...
Sunday, September 4, 2011
The hairbrush
After 9/11 everyone wanted to give blood.
In Fairfield County, CT, the Red Cross held a blood drive the Sunday after the 9/11 attacks. People came from all over the region to donate. I was there to deal with media inquiries. I still had pneumonia and the folks from the local Red Cross chapter allowed me to rest in their chapter house about half a block from the blood drive site.
Alone in the house, I dozed off until I heard a woman in the foyer call out "Hello? Anyone here?" I answered her and came out from the front room to find a woman holding a hairbrush. She tried handing it to me.
I was still feverish and, having just emerged from a light sleep, I didn't know why she was here handing me a brush. I must have looked confused, for the woman proceeded to tell me that the hairbrush was her husband's. She'd been told to bring it to the Red Cross for entry into a DNA database. Still it wasn't computing, until...
It finally dawned on me that her husband was missing at the WTC site. I felt a chill run down my spine.
Thankfully, two chapter employees came in at that point, and redirected her to the family support site where volunteers would help her.
That's the moment it all became real for the first time.
In Fairfield County, CT, the Red Cross held a blood drive the Sunday after the 9/11 attacks. People came from all over the region to donate. I was there to deal with media inquiries. I still had pneumonia and the folks from the local Red Cross chapter allowed me to rest in their chapter house about half a block from the blood drive site.
Alone in the house, I dozed off until I heard a woman in the foyer call out "Hello? Anyone here?" I answered her and came out from the front room to find a woman holding a hairbrush. She tried handing it to me.
I was still feverish and, having just emerged from a light sleep, I didn't know why she was here handing me a brush. I must have looked confused, for the woman proceeded to tell me that the hairbrush was her husband's. She'd been told to bring it to the Red Cross for entry into a DNA database. Still it wasn't computing, until...
It finally dawned on me that her husband was missing at the WTC site. I felt a chill run down my spine.
Thankfully, two chapter employees came in at that point, and redirected her to the family support site where volunteers would help her.
That's the moment it all became real for the first time.
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