Monthly Archives: January 2012
“you’re dead, dude. get over it.”
When it comes to suffering sickness, I have few needs: my couch, freedom from the shackles of pants, and copious amounts of television. Happily (or as happy as one can be in such circumstances) all of these things were available … Continue reading
Filed under Big screen, little screen
someone else’s sadness
A friend’s father died last week and I can’t stop thinking about it. I haven’t suffered this particular life event, so I can only imagine how horribly sad she must feel. But I am filled with the imaginings of, all … Continue reading
Little Facts
1. My great-great-grandfather Giuseppi fell off a donkey cart and died. 2. Grandpa Joe, on my other side of the family, tried to raise chinchillas in the basement and they went rampant. 3. My nephew calls me Uncle Buggles.
Filed under Little Facts, Tidbit
the best pastry you can’t pronounce
Of all the things I thought I’d learn about from Alt Summit, a fancy pastry was definitely not one of them. But on the last day, I got to go on a foodie tour of Salt Lake City with 7 … Continue reading
the highs and lows of altitude
Altitude Design Summit popped my blogging conference cherry. It was a lot like the sort of thing you go to for work: hotel conference rooms, name tags on a lanyard, and boozy night time entertainment. And if you work with … Continue reading
Filed under About a blog, Up to Stuff
I’m not a very clever robot
In honor of my little bloglet’s 4 year anniversary, I thought I’d shed a little insight on what the heck my blog is called. At the time of my first post on January 18, 2008, I was working in email … Continue reading
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4 years ago today…
4 years ago today I was gearing up to write my first blog post of ever. I had recently discovered just how incredibly connected you could feel to someone through her blog. She Just Walks Around With It was my … Continue reading
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You look great!
I came across this message on the sidewalk of my street this morning.
Filed under Tidbit
Frances
I hardly ever go to one of my most favorite restaurants in San Francisco. Getting a reservation there is an exercise in remaining diligent in the face of constant rejection. But every once in a while, I get in one … Continue reading
