tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67469212014-03-19T00:19:08.667-04:00in which booker makes an online debut for virtual audiences...bookerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08208295747174355712noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746921.post-40143726432451348872008-04-02T09:10:00.002-04:002008-04-02T09:15:07.257-04:00

All in all, I'm feeling rather optimistic about the whole turning 40 thing, and thought I should mark the occasion with a quick post.Life is good. I'm training for my first marathon in a couple of months, and feeling pretty strong. Not sure I'll run it quite as fast as I'd like, but I'll do it, and I'll finish it. There is no try, only do or do not. I plan on doing.The weather is finally starting

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This is a test. Only a test. But that's a mighty nice looking vaccuum!

bookerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08208295747174355712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746921.post-68789109422457414222007-12-05T15:42:00.000-05:002008-11-12T20:18:28.846-05:00

Cause it's like they say... a picture's worth a thousand words... and I'm not that witty.... Took a trip down to NYC this past weekend. Had a great time. Took in some Art. Hung out with Evan (who very graciously put us up for the weekend.) Tried to make witty visuals with Pop Art.Not sure it worked. Fortunately, we didn't get kicked out of the Museum. It would have been a very Modern disaster.

bookerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08208295747174355712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746921.post-1165006069060184582006-12-01T15:42:00.000-05:002007-02-01T12:19:46.603-05:00

Something in the genes.Not that I ever had pink hair. Just shoe-polish black, and bleached white. But not pink...

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Sometimes one just can't help but enjoy a little alliteration. And there I go again.As I perused my list of frequented blogs this afternoon (only for five minutes - otherwise I'm sure the Spy Sweeper software would rat me out to corporate) I realized how disappointing it is to see the caption 'No new articles in the past 3 days' appear on blogs that have been left wanting for longer than is

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I'm the big world traveler these days. Life as a chaperone is quite the exciting little endeavor.We crossed the boarder headed to the very lovely Quebec City, where we stayed at a posh Comfort Inn - with our group of 40 thirteen year olds. We stood in the front lobby trying to get the kids to use their newly learned French. Try to picture it with me - small Comfort Inn lobby, 40 teenagers,

bookerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08208295747174355712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746921.post-1115239576749459672005-05-04T16:45:00.000-04:002005-05-04T16:48:51.576-04:00

Yesterday, while leaving work after putting in a stressful mind-numbing 8 hours and 1 minute, I spun by La Carreta (the Mexican restaurant next door) only to narrowly miss running over my favorite waiter as he headed in to work. (I try not to SPEED AWAY from work as QUICKLY as I possible can, but sometimes I just can't help it.)It got my mind to spinning on the complexities of the working

bookerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08208295747174355712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746921.post-1102428724045892682004-12-07T08:38:00.000-05:002004-12-07T09:16:17.333-05:00

The NYTimes ran this article today and I found one piece particularly interesting: " ... [there has been] a crucial change in modern tastes. Namely, all the energy, all the excitement (and a great deal of the money), was coming from the bottom — from the worlds of indie rockers, rap artists, celebrities, even porn stars. A luxury brand might be aspirational, but it can't afford to be perceived

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Well, it's been 6 months since I last did this, and a great deal has changed. I now have a job. Not one I am thrilled with but I must say, for the most part, it is better than sitting at home worrying about not having a job. This is in case you don't. Bush has won. Strangely, the last time I wrote, I thought there was no way he could possibly win the election. At the time, I felt it was almost

bookerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08208295747174355712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746921.post-1084558785108073202004-05-14T14:05:00.000-04:002004-05-14T14:19:45.106-04:00

Jenny, a friend of mine from grad school, currently lives and works in Azerbaijan. I get the occasional notes of interest from her. She almost started an international incident recently with France after stealing the French ambassador's chair at a conference. Perhaps stealing is too strong a word, but I'm certain a bottle of wine could have smoothed things over. Or perhaps some freedom fries. A

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"A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.

bookerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08208295747174355712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746921.post-1084293579134059102004-05-11T12:29:00.000-04:002004-05-11T12:39:39.133-04:00

In case anyone was wondering about the hedges and the butcher gardener, they are at last starting to show signs of life. Leaves have sprouted and the hedge now looks like a green swiss cheese, not lorraine mind you, but good ole Swiss. I have not had to deal with the butcher recently. I am thankful for that. Finished a book yesterday that was really strong. A nonfictional account of two of the

bookerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08208295747174355712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746921.post-1084285805676773112004-05-11T10:15:00.000-04:002004-05-11T10:30:05.676-04:00

My friend Evan Goldstein, of NYC, recently made it through two rounds of interviews before being turned down as a contestant of the make-over show "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy." The thing is, he really is in need of the make-over. I'm not kidding. In the least. He's a great guy, smart, funny, and a handsome devil at that. Ok, he could use some help. What does this have to do with you, you

bookerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08208295747174355712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746921.post-1083682446969226572004-05-04T10:53:00.000-04:002004-05-04T11:01:33.403-04:00

After a beautiful weekend, the rain returns, and the cold. The search for a good job continues, and begins to weigh heavy... This, at least, made me laugh - The Onion

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Well, I've been sitting here waiting to move from my latest favorite spot in the house, but unfortunately I haven't made it up from the couch. I've rangled myself into a predicament which, from anyone else's point of view, would most likely be ridiculous, but I'm just going to have to live through. Currently there's a landscape guy doing some work on the hedges. Two hedges, out front, that were

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