Celebrating the 3,000th!
You know we love a reason for a celebration (where celebration = cake with candles and lots of crepe paper streamers) and today this blog received its 3,000th comment! Woo-hoo! Thanks to Valerie for her comment to my essay about Frau Schmidt, recounting beautifully her French version of Frau Schmidt, …
Walla Walla, anyone?
If anyone is near Walla Walla, Washington, perhaps this event on March 4th, 2008, featuring my business and creative partner, David Robinson, might be of interest. With a story written and narrated by David, the symphonic work, Into the Wild, combines spoken word and multimedia arts with a musical composition …
Imagine
A gorgeous song sung beautifully by 17-year-old David Archuleta. Just imagine… Imagine Imagine there’s no Heaven It’s easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today Imagine there’s no countries It isn’t hard to do Nothing to kill or die …
Stop doing insignificant work in the world
Why have we made a silent, unspoken agreement to not do significant work in the world? I am tired of having long, endless, polite conversations about discrimination and hate. I am tired of executives who keep asking me for the "business case" for diversity as if another notebook of statistics …
The map of our days
There really is no finer day than a day when The New Yorker arrives with not only a profile of Amy Winehouse, but with a new poem by The Man, to boot. That’s a day worth wearing shoes for, worth sitting up straight for, worth making cantaloupe and honeydew cupcakes …
The Land of Counterpane
When I was sick and lay a-bed, I had two pillows at my head, And all my toys beside me lay, To keep me happy all the day. And sometimes for an hour or so I watched my leaden soldiers go, With different uniforms and drills, Among the bed-clothes, through …
Look before you throw
In nature there are neither rewards nor punishments; there are consequences. –Robert Green Ingersoll Years ago now, I sat at a business dinner determined not to talk about business. We were in Sydney, I believe, amidst people who actually work to live and not the other way around. I knew …
Happy birthday to a favorite human
You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what’s a life, anyway? We’re born, we live a little while, we die. A spider’s life can’t help being something of a mess, with all this …
Anatomy of a Whiner
Thanks to everyone who has posted home remedies, words of comfort, and fantastic excerpts from literature to aid in my recovery…it’s all working! I’m not running a marathon yet–maybe tomorrow, not today–but I’m at least back in the world of those who sit upright, eat garbanzo beans, and watch the …
