So far we’ve had a princess, a ninja, Jason Vorhees, a werewolf and a vampire.
Those kids had better start to show up soon or Deeps is going to figure out my master plan to overbuy candy so I can eat it all myself.
And in other news, I have pink eye. Which means Deeps has to hand out the candy.
Update:
Witch, Wednesday Adams, another ninja, another princess, a bear, a sheep, a butterfly, a cat, and a cowboy.
A werewolf, a zombie, more witches, princesses, some power rangers, cowgirl, and a loud girl who kept saying "I can't get in! I can't get in!" as her brothers crowded her out.
The mighty Poopus is completely unhinged and hiding in the shoe closet.
More princesses, wizards!, more and more princesses, flapper girl, goth girl, storm trooper, Obi-Wan, dinosaur, lions, tigers and more bears. Plus a kid who is easily excited by Whoppers.
The herds thinned out by 8:30 - and now we are left with our worst fears: dying alone and a giant bucket of candy.
Labels: 2006, babies, Halloween
By: Alyssa | Tuesday, October 31, 2006 at Tuesday, October 31, 2006 | | 
We’ve secured many pounds of candy and I’m not going stingy this year, I’m handing it out by the fistful. Woot!
One year, I think I was in the third grade, I came up with this awesome costume idea: Rubik’s cube! Of course, I had a few issues. One, I was only 9 so I wasn’t super hot on details. For example, I spent time finding a large box and cutting arm and head holes but I didn’t think about the size of the box relative to my arms. I could basically stick my hands and part of my forearms through the holes, but that was it. I couldn’t really bend and maneuver my arms – so I could only carry my candy bag with one hand.
And I didn’t limit myself to just 9 squares on a side. I think I just drew a zillion squares on each side and colored stuff with the full 64 Crayola pack.
I went trick or treating with some of my friends in the neighborhood and we had a good time, until I got to the weird split-level house. The house was perched on a slight hill and we walked up one short flight to a landing, then made a full 90 degree turn to walk up to the door. As I came down the hill I took a tumble and rolled down the hill. I was unhurt, but I think I lost out on some of my candy as my fellow ‘weenies were “helping” me up.
So let that be a lesson to you kids, if you wear a giant box over your body, make sure you can fit your arms through to your upper arms. While I struggled with my costume I was still better off than the poor jerk who dressed up as a shower (a la the Karate Kid).
God, the 80s were so great.
Labels: 2006, childhood, Halloween
By: Alyssa | at Tuesday, October 31, 2006 | |
I invited (lured with the promise of homemade pancakes which were actually inedible) Derek - the only person Dana likes - back to participate in
this week’s spooky podcast.
I should note that Derek isn’t actually a fan of scary stuff, but he was game as we weakly discussed the wonders of TV Halloween episodes, what he might have been traumatized by as a kid, what freaks us out now, and of course this week’s best television. Plus we do a taste test of some candy I bought for the ‘weenies. We are harsh but fair with our verdict. And I graciously edited out two full minutes of thoughtful chewing.
Subscribe to the podcast!Labels: 2006, podcast, television
By: Alyssa | Monday, October 30, 2006 at Monday, October 30, 2006 | |
I love and hate when daylight savings is over and we get that extra hour. I like to sleep. This weekend, we ended up using that extra hour in the massive basement reorganization. I can live with that – but I really had planned on using that extra hour for a nap.
Anyway, what’s important here is that Deeps has expanded his storage options for his massive CD collections. Men and CDs go together like peanut butter and jelly. You can’t stop them for amassing more CDs. I’ve even suggested that he might want to go all digital. He wasn’t interested.
As long as he’s happy, I’m happy. And when I’m happy, he’s happy. I’m happy – he’s happy. Maybe I’ll get to squeeze in that nap sometime later.
Labels: 2006, marriage, weather
By: Alyssa | Sunday, October 29, 2006 at Sunday, October 29, 2006 | |
Deeps is hard to rattle when it comes to…. Just about anything. But that doesn’t stop me from trying.
Me: What’s going on with your hair?
Deeps: What?
Me: Your hair looks different.
Deeps: Hmm.
Me: Yeah, like… like anchorman hair. But I like it.
Deeps: Oh I used your shampoo.
Me: The red stuff or the volumizer?
Deeps: I guess the volumizer since my hair isn’t red.
Me: And the bathroom doesn’t look like you’ve hacked up a body.
Deeps: Is that from the shampoo?
Me: Wow. I had no idea that volumizer actually works.
Deeps: I guess it does.
Me: I think I have too much hair for it to work.
Deeps: And I have just enough.
Labels: 2006, filler, hair, marriage
By: Alyssa | Thursday, October 26, 2006 at Thursday, October 26, 2006 | |
Deeps picked me up at the train station and I was a little cranky. I'm not sure what the source of cranky is, but I have a suspicion that it's because I'm very, very sore.
See - yesterday I go this bright idea to go to the gym for a good workout. I arrived early enough to make it to the 15 minute abs class. A colleague was at the gym as well and I suggested we go to the class together. Because – you know… 15 minutes, how hard could that be?
Oh my.
About two minutes into the class I realized I’d made a terrible, terrible mistake.
And whenever I can move my neck and head again, I’ll probably return to the class. I don’t know anything else like exercise that can make you feel so awful and still seem like a good idea later.
Anyway, I’m incredibly stiff and cranky. A week off from the gym for a cold didn’t help things at all.
As we drove home I was listening to Marketplace because I’m fascinated by stuff I don’t understand (finance) and
Kai Ryssdal’s voice is very soothing. But then one of the reporters was doing a story that started to annoy me.
Me: Why does he say five grand and up to five times that?
Deeps: You mean instead of five to 25 grand?
Me: Why beat around the bush? Just say five to 25. What an *@@&^%#!
Deeps: That’s harsh.
Me: (muttering) Total *=!+ move.
Deeps: So it’s going to be like that is it?
Me: I guess so.
Labels: 2006, gym, marriage
By: Alyssa | Wednesday, October 25, 2006 at Wednesday, October 25, 2006 | |
I cleaned the living room yesterday - okay, I put some stuff away and used the Hoover. I should totally get a medal or something.
I was actually inspired by the
ApartmentTherapy Fall Color contest which is underway. While my living room isn't quite as fancy as the rooms pictured in the contest we're still very happy with the wall color. We got lucky - it's soothing in the summer and refreshing in the winter. If only I'd been so good with the office color. Next time, color wheel. Next time!
Labels: 2006, consumerism, house
By: Alyssa | Tuesday, October 24, 2006 at Tuesday, October 24, 2006 | |
A fire was lit, a challenge was issued, and my first podcast guest appeared in a
special 57 minute (I know!) episode of the Big Red Blog podcast.
This week’s guest, Derek, is an old friend from college who watches more TV than I do which is hard to believe. We talked about nearly every show on television from
Seventh Heaven (I’m not kidding) to
Battlestar Galactica and everything in between. I was worried it would be a 43 hour show.
In light of the length and the late hour of recording (last night) my apologies for any audio problems. I’ll review the podcast more closely today for a little quality assurance.
Labels: 2006, podcast, television
By: Alyssa | at Tuesday, October 24, 2006 | |
I like this
Boston Globe article because it illustrates two topics I love to discuss – the …
insiderness of Boston and (and even better in my opinion) the battle between the upper classes of American society: the merely rich and the super-rich with a special
emphasis on old money vs. new money.
Please to enjoy!
Labels: 2006, Boston, weird stuff
By: Alyssa | Monday, October 23, 2006 at Monday, October 23, 2006 | |
A few times a year, I have to go down to visit the family of my beloved and beleaguered husband. I don’t know if he’s excited about these trips but it’s my best opportunity to spend quality time driving around New Jersey.
Say what you will about Jersey, but it has a lot of shopping opportunities. I haven’t seen so many Targets and diners and Nordstrom’s in my whole life. After we drive around a lot – without shopping – I then get to go to my in-law’s house. They keep the median indoor temperature around 80 degrees. Then I get to sleep on the world’s hardest bed. On the world’s hardest pillow next to my beloved husband.
I like to remind myself how much I love him. This is important so that I don’t try to escape in the middle of the night with the car and the one of my shoes.
But I tried to have a better attitude about the trip this year. We spent 10 quality hours driving to and from Jersey and I saw lots of lovely fall foliage. So I guess it was the longest and most awkward… and hot leaf peeping trip ever.
Labels: 2006, marriage, weird stuff
By: Alyssa | Sunday, October 22, 2006 at Sunday, October 22, 2006 | |
I have had to wear glasses since the…. I think the fourth grade. Thanks to my mother and father I’m pretty vision-impaired. Not blind, but without glasses or contacts I’m able to vaguely distinguish shapes and colors – unless they are directly in my face.
Yesterday I popped my contacts in and noticed that my eyes looked a little red, but no big deal – sometimes that happens. At work I had a meeting around 10 AM and someone mentioned that my eyes looked bloodshot and asked if I was okay. Someone else suggested I had an allergy problem.
Nope. Not a sniffle or a sneeze. And my eyes felt okay. After the meeting I stopped by the ladies room to check in the mirror.
I looked like a crazed, bloody-eyed killer. I’m talking way beyond a little red – my eyes looked like I’d been on a 9-day bender/murder spree.
I was all weirded out and self-conscious about it for the rest of the day. After the
Blogtoberfest event (which was thankfully dimly lit) we stopped by the ol’ CVS to get some Visine. I am happy to report that I’ve gotten some of the red out but still look kind of scary this morning.
I’ve busted out my old-school eye glasses for work today so that I might give the eyeballs a rest. God knows that if I roll down to the in-laws tomorrow with bloodshot eyes, I’ll hear about it. They’ll assume that they don’t have any grandchildren because I’m a lush.
Labels: 2006, health, internet
By: Alyssa | Friday, October 20, 2006 at Friday, October 20, 2006 | |
Oh those crazy kids at the
Blogtoberfest – they are all
such pistols!
And Match is loud. Or we were loud. Or both. Regardless, I was in lots of photos (see how I was trying to pretend like I was cool) and everyone seemed to be having a good time.
All I know is that my voice is shot from yelling at my fellow bloggers while leaning close to read their name badges. I think if I was a dude, it’d be a good way to check out the ladies. There were lots of women, way to represent ladies.
I’ve also gone partially blind from the camera flashes (cameras are tiny!) and possibly a little deaf.
Anyway, it was nice to meet so many people and I found someone who’d actually a) read my blog and even better b) listened to my podcast. Amazing.
Some casual vision loss and light deafness are a small price to pay. More tomorrow – it’s a school night after all.
Labels: 2006, internet
By: Alyssa | Thursday, October 19, 2006 at Thursday, October 19, 2006 | |
I’ve never lived in a place where I am so often reminded that “I’m not from around here.” Bostonians, New Englanders in general, seem to take great pride in being from here and if you’re not from here you just don’t get it. Doesn’t matter if you’ve been here for years and years - you’re still “new.”
I’d say there’s a tiny bit of that mentality in Chicago, although I only heard talk like that a handful of times. It didn’t matter if you were born there, we were all Chicagoans and we loved the city. I think one of those “you’re one of us, now” experiences is
when your car is towed by Lincoln Towing. You are going to get towed at some point. Trust me; it’s only a matter of time.
You’re going to go down to the impound yard early in the morning and you’ll see the saddest show of humanity waiting around to break their cars out of jail. And you’ll meet someone without a soul, staring at you through triple-pane bullet-proof glass. If ever a place needed bullet-proof glass it’s Lincoln Towing. They are loathed by the citizens.
So what is the defining event in Boston or New England? Is there one? I’ll never be local, I’m okay with that. I just get a little tired of hearing how I don’t get it.
Labels: 2006, Boston, weird stuff
By: Alyssa | Wednesday, October 18, 2006 at Wednesday, October 18, 2006 | |
Deeps picked me up from the Alewife T station after work last night.
Me: (sweating)
Deeps: Are you okay?
Me: It was really hot on the train.
Deeps: Ew.
Me: And it smelled like…
Deeps: bad?
Me: Only if you consider the complex bouquet of old hobo urine and moldy take-out bad.
Deeps: Huh.
Me: Yeah.
Deeps: So what’s for dinner?
Me: I’m going to need a moment before I answer that.
Labels: 2006, marriage, weird stuff
By: Alyssa | Tuesday, October 17, 2006 at Tuesday, October 17, 2006 | |
Day late and… a day lateDue to a small travel snafu, my special podcast guest couldn’t make it to the… studio (aka my dining room) this week. But he’ll be here next week.
In the meantime, I’ve
logged podcast number three in which I discuss my problems with nuclear war (on TV), bad dialogue that means well, and that Veronica Mars prison experiment. Didn't we learn that this
was a bad idea in the 70s?
Plus I speculate about what the future holds at
Blogtoberfest and share my first listener feedback.
Labels: 2006
By: Alyssa | Monday, October 16, 2006 at Monday, October 16, 2006 | |
Deep thoughtsI’ve read a couple of books recently – and
news in Massachusetts that ties thematically to the books – has had me thinking about the nature of forgiveness and redemption.
You can read more about the
new story here, but basically a gubernatorial candidate’s brother-in-law did something very wrong in the past and that issue was brought up as part of a political contest. It’s unclear who brought the criminal history to light, but now the issue is out in the world and everyone knows this family’s history
This brings me back to the subject of the books –
Citizen Vince by Jess Walter and
Case Histories by Kate Atkinson. They don’t seem that similar at first glance, but they do both deal with crime, punishment, and attempts at redemption. If you’re interested, I think
Case Histories is the better book but
Citizen Vince is clever and an enjoyable read.
Each of the characters in the books has made a mistake (or mistakes); they’ve sinned or committed crimes as heinous as murder. And yet they all want the chance to start over – and the path to starting over requires different things from each of them: taking a chance on a relationship, making amends for past wrongs, serving time in jail, or getting involved in their community in a meaningful way.
Redemption stories are powerful in American literature (and non-American lit of course) – but if you think about the things that happen on the page (or screen) and what happens in life you’ll see that while we like the idea of redemption (and by extension forgiveness) we’re not a very forgiving people.
For example, in many states if you’ve been convicted of a felony you no longer have the right to vote – which plays a big role in the story of
Citizen Vince. And if you’ve ever applied for a job, you may recall that on the job application you are often asked if you’ve been committed of a felony.
I know of people who can’t find any decent work because they are convicted felons. If you are convicted of a crime, serve your time in jail and then are released to the world you don’t really get a second chance. People hold that against you – and I can’t decide if I think that’s fair or not. Every financial document I’ve ever gotten has said that past performance doesn’t guarantee future returns.
Perhaps we’re more forgiving of someone who steals cars or robs banks than we are of sex offenders or murderers. Perhaps not. Do you want to live next to a convicted criminal? Will it destroy your property values?
I’ve made lots of mistakes in the past and I’ve looked at people who have made similar mistakes and never recovered from them. One thing leads to another and they end up in a dark place making very bad choices. There but for the grace….
Can we be open to giving someone another shot – but still protect our family? Can past performance predict the future? Can caution and forgiveness live in the same place? Where does redemption begin and condemnation end?
I have no answers. I like to think I’m the kind of person who is willing to give someone another shot. But I feel like if you’ve screwed up – whether on something small or something huge – you have to earn it. Redemption begins within yourself, but you need a little help – the benefit of the doubt - from the world around you.
And that’s the end of my deep thoughts.
Labels: 2006
By: Alyssa | Sunday, October 15, 2006 at Sunday, October 15, 2006 | |
In case you missed itMy podcast experiment flew into week two on Sunday as I provided twelve stellar minutes of commentary on: Lost, Veronica Mars, The Nine, Supernatural (and my freaky fear of clowns), Why I broke up with the Gilmore Girls, and a quick review of the Jon Stewart show at the Wang Theater in Boston.
Did you miss it? You can
find it right here!
Tomorrow I'll be talking about more pop culture including books, movies and I may dive into the
nasty Massachusetts governor's race.
Labels: 2006
By: Alyssa | Saturday, October 14, 2006 at Saturday, October 14, 2006 | |
Me: It was a little cold this morning.
Deeps: I know – we might have to pull out the jackets soon.
Me: I need to take my scarves to the cleaners.
Deeps: Do I have a scarf?
Me: Yeah. I’m thinking of getting a new hat.
Deeps: Oh yeah?
Me: A beret.
Deeps: (giggle)
Me: I look good in a beret.
Deeps: Yeah.
Me: It’s true.
Deeps: okay.
Me:
Will you be on my podcast?
Deeps: No.
Me: Please!
Deeps: No.
Me: Fine.
Deeps: What’s for dinner?
Me: Tiny tacos.
Deeps: Like taquitos?
Me: Like tiny tacos.
Deeps: Hmm.
Me: They’re good.
Deeps: Yeah.
Me: Will you be on my podcast?
Deeps: No.
Me: !!!
Deeps: How much was the last cable bill?
Me: I don’t know.
Deeps: Do you have an approximate guess?
Me: I can look. Why do you need it?
Deeps: Because I’m trying to verify our account with the cable people.
Me: Oh. Do you want to be on my podcast?
Deeps: Honestly woman.
Me: It’s going to be awesome.
Deeps: No.
Me: I have music now!
Deeps: No.
Me: Extra awesome.
Deeps: No.
Labels: 2006, marriage
By: Alyssa | Thursday, October 12, 2006 at Thursday, October 12, 2006 | |
Small wondersJust when I start to get used to the smell on the T, the insanely inefficient fare “collection” system and the
new “random” searches at selected T stations – someone goes and does something nice and throws me off.
Yesterday I was riding home, minding my own business while enjoying a delightful book when a mom and her two boys got on the train at Harvard station. There were plenty of seats available so they parked pretty quickly.
The older boy, I’d say he was about seven, was excited to watch the tunnel fly by as he gazed out the window. His younger brother, around four, was eating some ice cream when he quickly dropped the ice cream on the floor of the train. His mother swooped in before he could do something crazy like eat it off the floor and confiscated the tainted dessert.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “But it’s too dirty for you to eat now.”
The little boy looked a bit put out, but he didn’t seem on the verge of a tantrum. His older brother quickly observed what happened and moved into action. He was also eating ice cream and handed over his remaining treat to his brother. His mother smiled, his brother gobbled and I can say that passengers who watched this little drama pass were completely delighted and enchanted. A few people smiled, nodded, one guy even patted the kid on the back.
His little brother didn’t say much but he licked the paper bowl with great relish after finishing his last bite. His mother was quite proud and the older kid went back to staring outside as the train raced through the tunnel.
Labels: 2006
By: Alyssa | Wednesday, October 11, 2006 at Wednesday, October 11, 2006 | |
Breaking!I have
another freakin’ Podcast. Woot!
Also – the weather guy is acting all weird. He said something about snow. I’m so sorry Vermont.
Labels: 2006
By: Alyssa | Monday, October 09, 2006 at Monday, October 09, 2006 | |
Search MeWhile I was fighting off the dreaded rhinovirus, I missed
some of the hubbub about the MBTA implementing
random bag searches on the T (our public transport for readers outside the Bay state).
I’ll leave my personal feelings about this issue out of my post. But …. Yeesh people, is this the best we can come up with? Anyway…..
The fun thing about searching me is that some guard will end up with a bag of underwear – and there’s a 50% chance it will be dirty. That’s right; I travel with dirty laundry on a near daily basis. On gym days I bring fresh clothes to change into after my workout and I bring home the sweaty, previously worn stuff. At any given time I’ve got drawers, sports bras, socks, shirts and gym pants or some combination thereof.
I also travel with smelly food because after I work out I’m starving. So there’s that to look forward to as well.
Remember, this is a good opportunity to learn more about the
fourth amendment.
On that note – happy Columbus Day!
Labels: 2006
By: Alyssa | at Monday, October 09, 2006 | |
Operation RecoveryI’ve done all I can to get over this stupid head cold. Last night I had donuts for dinner in a fit of weird hunger and possibly rage. I’m tired of being cooped up at home. Why donuts? Why not donuts? I can barely taste anything but I figured I might be able to taste some sugary, donuty goodness. It’s a nice change of pace from toast.
Anyway, full of donuts and NyQuil I
recorded my latest podcast. I’m happy to report that while I’m still a little stuffy I have lost most of my scary old man voice that comes with any cold I’ve ever had.
Is the lady of the house home? Speaking. Sir, you cannot be serious!
Good news - I think I've got the feed working so that you can
subscribe via itunes. If you're so inclined.... and if I ever make one of these things again.
Labels: 2006, health
By: Alyssa | Sunday, October 08, 2006 at Sunday, October 08, 2006 | |
My friend JonI haven’t been to work since Tuesday but I dragged myself out of bed to go to see
Jon Stewart. I can rationalize this because I was a) getting better and b) not infecting my workplace – just a bunch of strangers at the Wang Theater. (tee hee)
First, a few observations – my cold-addled brain was stunned by the number of swankily dressed, elderly women ushers we encountered. They must have been stunned by the jeans-wearing, unwashed (and unwell) masses that pushed through the doors. The theater is beautiful and baroque – completely over the top and lovingly restored – and we all came to see a funny guy curse for $55 a head (plus fees).
The show itself was short at 75 minutes. We saw him at the Orpheum a few years ago and the show was longer and included more bits about his life in addition to his material about the war, the president, and gay marriage.
We laughed, we had a good time – but the show material wasn’t radically different from what we heard a few years ago. That’s a tiny bit disappointing primarily because we paid such a handsome sum for the opportunity to see him perform live. Still it was a good show and I’d say if you’d like to see him live you should. If you are a regular viewer of the show you’re going to hear some material recycled, but those are the breaks.
One other observation – people came to the show late, like really late. The show was slated to start at 7 which is early (he did a 10 PM show as well) and around 7:15 he came out on stage. People – lots of people – were still being seated in the dark well past 7:45. Again, I was surprised because you pay a lot of money to see him and you show up so late? It’s a holiday weekend; traffic coming into Boston wasn’t that bad. Maybe there was a snafu at the parking garage.
Anyway, we had a good time and I managed to get home without coughing my head off. So that’s the mark of a good evening out. Nobody died, nobody exploded in a ball of head goo and nobody learned anything.
Labels: 2006, health
By: Alyssa | Saturday, October 07, 2006 at Saturday, October 07, 2006 | |
Shut inSo my weird cold hasn’t really gotten much worse, but it isn’t any better. My throat still hurts and my ears are stuffy and head is foggy.
And I’m totally bored sitting at home on the last warm day of the year watching crappy, crappy television. Luckily, there was an
American Ninja (2 if you’re interested) movie on so that was an excellent napping opportunity.
The most surprising part of my day at home is that it’s really freaking loud on my street. People are working, the mail man clomps across the porch, and I’m not sure what my neighbor is doing but it sounds like he’s building some kind of giant wood chipper that is fired with something totally medieval.
I hope to be better soon. Or worse.
Labels: 2006, health
By: Alyssa | Wednesday, October 04, 2006 at Wednesday, October 04, 2006 | |
After a lackluster day of sitting, quietly and sipping broth and tea at work I came home with my low-grade fever to figure out my next step. But then Deeps suggested that we order some Thai food because it would make me feel better to have some awesome Tom Kha Gai.
I also got some spicy chicken dish that I usually love – and I loved tonight. When the food showed up I thought, “Yummy! Food!” and I ate soup and some rice and some spicy chicken stuff… it seemed like such a good idea at the time.
But now I feel all hot and nauseous – could be the ick or the Gilmore Girls that I’m watching. Ooooh no! I’ll have to save that for my next podcast. I think I’m breaking up with the Gilmore Girls.
And my head is throbbing. But I will be okay for Jon Stewart. We love him and I spent four million dollars on those tickets. I don’t care if Deeps has to pour me into a Dixie cup.
Labels: 2006, health, television
By: Alyssa | Tuesday, October 03, 2006 at Tuesday, October 03, 2006 | |
Every breath I takeI have been avoiding the office ick for about a month.* This morning I feel the weird fuzziness in my head. I think the ick is about to strike. I’m not sick yet. But I feel like something isn’t quite right.
I’m trying to figure out what kind of home remedy I can make with soy sauce, mustard and leftover guacamole. Time for me to go to the grocery store.
And you know, the ick comes on the last hot day(s) – I think we’re going to be in the upper 70s for the next couple of days and I’ll be trying not to think too much about germies and their march towards the conquest of my nasal passages.
Let this be a lesson to others – if you’re sick, you should really just stay home. Maybe I’ll get lucky and dodge a bullet. If I have to get the ick – I want to get it now. Because on Friday night we have a hot date with Jon Stewart.
*Avoiding only works for so long. I now have a mighty 100.8 fever.
Labels: 2006
By: Alyssa | at Tuesday, October 03, 2006 | |
Look at me, I’m so important I made a podcast*I’ve finally worked out some – but not all – of the kinks in my recording process. I need better notes for next time. And I hope that I’ll have upgraded my recording equipment a bit.
But I wasn’t wearing pajamas when podcasting. I was wearing a very tasteful pair of yoga paints splattered with paint. It was Sunday after all.
This week
I tackle some of the new Fall TV shows and I pretend like I’ll ever do this again.
*Have you met my virtual friend Darren? I steal from the best.Labels: 2006
By: Alyssa | Monday, October 02, 2006 at Monday, October 02, 2006 | |
As long as there are martinis, I’ll be thereI’ve decided to attend
Blogtoberfest 2006 in beautiful Boston.
I find it convenient to attend since I a) live in the area b) can walk there after work and c) I’ve been assured there’ll be martinis. Sure, I have to buy my own – but as an old married lady my years of getting free drinks are over. Unless I bring my husband/designated driver with me and even then it’s iffy I’ll get a free drink.
I’ve never been to a blogger event so I hope I’m not horrified (or horrifying) or disappointed (or disappointing) to my fellow bloggers. Having been to dozens of tech-oriented networking events, I suspect I know how it will go down.
Still, I'm curious and I’m sure none of the people read my blog anyway. I’ve been skimming the blogs of some of the people that are attending and while I did fine a few familiar names I suspect I’m probably older than most of the people planning to attend.
On the bright side, that probably means I have better credit.
Labels: 2006
By: Alyssa | Sunday, October 01, 2006 at Sunday, October 01, 2006 | |
