tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98430552024-03-17T22:04:06.299-05:00We'll Know When We Get Thereabfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.comBlogger1208125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-58250171911224421262012-02-28T17:57:00.005-05:002012-02-28T19:04:24.249-05:00Birthday Music #10: Teri<div style="font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: left; "><b>Name:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> Teri</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left; "><b><span style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></span></b></div></div><div style="font-variant: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "><b>Girls Rock Camp Donation Tally: </b>$60</div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "><b>Relationship:</b> Teri and I worked together for a very brief period and are Facebook friends, but we've never hung out. Unless I've terrified her with a post I may or may not have made to her Facebook page suggesting we get a drink, that may change soon. </div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "><br /></div><div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "><b>How Did We Meet:</b> Teri was a super star media planner/buyer at OMD before she left to become a super star media planner/buyer at <a href="http://merlinobauer.com/">Merlino Bauer Media</a>. In other words, we were both corporate slaves (my take, not necessarily hers) — sharing office space in downtown Seattle — until we decided to strike out on our own. She did it first, one of the folks on the list of those I followed who made me think I could do it too.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b style="font-style: normal; ">Something about Teri:</b> She has <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8bfPZQBWa5k">pretty red hair</a> and her kids do too. And, judging by her Facebook page, she spends an inordinate amount of time attending their sporting events.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><b>Teri's Playlist:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> Teri described it as a collection of songs that make her happy: jazz, boys with guitars, girls with louder guitars, hip hop, R&B, smoldering ladies and my very first SpongeBob song.</span></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "><b>Delivery:</b><b> </b>Teri mailed her CD to <a href="http://oliverstwistseattle.com/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Oliver's Twist</a>. <a href="http://instagr.am/p/HVEezRJPbF/">This is Robert</a> opening it. We were anxious. Well, I was; I think Robert just wanted to cut something.</div></div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><div style="font-weight: normal; "><div><b>Favorite (Nostalgic) Tracks:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> "Tell Me Something Good," Chaka Khan and Rufus, and "Monkey Man," Rolling Stones (Why does this song make me think of David Duchovny?)</span></b></div></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Favorite (New to Me) Tracks:</b><b style="font-weight: normal; "> </b>"A Change is Gonna Come," Leela James and "Shit List," L7</div></div></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cm_cFzVAoo8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/i3CIhGXnntM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FKf5F3EN0uk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3wES60h58vs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left; "><div><b>Time's running out, but here's the address <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2012/02/filling-my-day-with-music.html" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">if you want to send me music too</a>:</b></div></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left; "><div>Alison's Birthday Music</div><div>c/o Oliver's Twist</div><div>6822 Greenwood Avenue</div><div>Seattle WA 98103</div><div><br /></div><div>Remember, for every playlist I receive this month, I am making a $5 donation to <a href="http://www.girlsrockcamp.org/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Girls Rock Camp</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>More Birthday Music posts to come…</div><div><br /></div></div></div></span>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com149tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-5739778404119536642012-02-27T00:20:00.005-05:002012-02-27T12:16:41.217-05:00Birthday Music #9: Tim<div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: left; "><b>Name:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> Tim (aka <a href="https://twitter.com/#!/tfrommer">@tfrommer</a>)</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left; "><b><span style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></span></b></div></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Girls Rock Camp Donation Tally: </b>$55</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Relationship:</b> Tim is a friend of mine who lives in Seattle. We've known each other for a few years now — four?</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>How Did We Meet:</b> Tim worked at DDB, but left before I joined the staff. We met online first — through friends we have in common — but the first time we hung out was at Collins Pub near Pioneer Square.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Something about Tim:</b> Tim and I went to see a show together at the Seattle Museum of Art one weekend when I was stuck in Seattle — before I moved here and was, foolishly, flying back to D.C. to live in my shitty apartment, where my view was the sad girl who lived across the courtyard and not the Olympic Mountains and the Ballard Bridge. But that's about me, huh? And I can't even remember the show we saw. But I do remember being more interested in talking to Tim than the art. LOOKING AT the art, not talking to it. That would have been weird.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Tim's Playlist:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> </span></b>Five songs each: 1) Boys, 2) Girls and 3) Boys and Girls. Tempted to give up on the idea that I'm going to be able to pick my favorites and just share the whole damn playlist with you. Lots of singing along and seat dancing — while speeding down the highway. Consider avoiding the Seattle streets for a while.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Delivery:</b><b> </b>Tim dropped off his CD at <a href="http://oliverstwistseattle.com/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Oliver's Twist</a> on a Saturday before they opened; slid it through the door and then followed up to make sure I got it. I'm thinking of getting a tattoo of the Jenny Toomey/Tsunami lyric featured on the front of the CD: "It's a man's luck to get to play strong but be weak; it's a woman's lot, I've got to play weak but be stronger."</div></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div><b>Favorite Boys: </b>"Who Taught You to Live Like That?," Sloan and "Beautiful Night," Casey Neill</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Favorite Girls:</b> "Stolen Car," Beth Orton and "Red Orange Green," Emma Pollock</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><br /></span></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/avhFyFm3Nj8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dw8whxZqT3k" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left; "><div><br /></div></div></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uJ35dnfYKrQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RE-wHxe73mU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left; "><div><b>Here's the address <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2012/02/filling-my-day-with-music.html" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">if you want to send me music too</a>:</b></div></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left; "><div>Alison's Birthday Music</div><div>c/o Oliver's Twist</div><div>6822 Greenwood Avenue</div><div>Seattle WA 98103</div><div><br /></div><div>Remember, for every playlist I receive this month, I am making a $5 donation to <a href="http://www.girlsrockcamp.org/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Girls Rock Camp</a>.</div><div><br /></div></div></div></span>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com43tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-42699149601404112102012-02-26T13:26:00.006-05:002012-02-26T16:08:52.113-05:00Birthday Music #8: Amy<div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: left; "><b>Name:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> Amy (aka <a href="https://twitter.com/#!/amylkunz">@AmyLKunz</a>)</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left; "><b><span style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></span></b></div></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Girls Rock Camp Donation Tally: </b>$50</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Relationship:</b> Amy and I do not know each other; she says she reads this blog. I went to LinkedIn to see if we had any friends or colleagues in common because she works in the nonprofit sector in D.C.; we have a 3rd degree connection (her connections know my connections.)</div><div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>How Did We Meet:</b> We haven't yet; but Amy was kind enough to introduce herself with this playlist, so perhaps we will.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Something about Amy:</b> Amy works for the <a href="http://www.layc-dc.org/">Latin American Youth Center</a> as their Senior Grants Manager. The organization's mission is to support academic achievement, promote healthy behaviors, and guide youth toward successful adulthood.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div><b>Amy's Playlist:<span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></b>Amy says the playlist got her through college and grad school. She apparently comes from the Alison school of mixed CDs, which is to start off with a bang; I started dancing as soon as I heard the first song.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Delivery:</b><b> </b>Amy mailed her CD to <a href="http://oliverstwistseattle.com/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Oliver's Twist</a>, including a Post-It (with a picture of a small dog dressed like a leprechaun or the marshall of the St. Patrick's Day Parade) and a business card to introduce herself.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Favorite (Nostalgic) Tracks:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> "Mandinka," Sinead O'Connor and "September," by Earth Wind and Fire: I danced to the latter in a recital when I was in sixth grade, wearing a pedophile's fantasy version of the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders costume. Despite the weird sense that I should be shaking my white tassels whenever I hear it, I love this song. As soon as I heard it I started dancing, trying to recreate those jetes from all those years ago.</span></b></div></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;font-weight: normal; "><b>Favorite (New to Me) Tracks:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> "Cornflake Girl," Tori Amos and "See a Little Light," Bob Mould</span></b></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5QFPfSfLi-Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><br /></span></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nfLEc09tTjI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8Eiv7H9XQRY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dDnNr6lNxvc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; "><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Time's running out, but here's the address <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2012/02/filling-my-day-with-music.html" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">if you want to send me music too</a>:</b></div></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; "><div>Alison's Birthday Music</div><div>c/o Oliver's Twist</div><div>6822 Greenwood Avenue</div><div>Seattle WA 98103</div><div><br /></div><div>Remember, for every playlist I receive this month, I am making a $5 donation to <a href="http://www.girlsrockcamp.org/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Girls Rock Camp</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>More Birthday Music posts to come…</div><div><br /></div></div></div></span>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-71601241623283330302012-02-26T13:26:00.003-05:002012-02-26T14:04:58.253-05:00Birthday Music #8: Amy<div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: left; "><b>Name:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> Amy (aka <a href="https://twitter.com/#!/amylkunz">@AmyLKunz</a>)</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left; "><b><span style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></span></b></div></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Girls Rock Camp Donation Tally: </b>$50</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Relationship:</b> Amy and I do not know each other; she says she reads this blog. I went to LinkedIn to see if we had any friends or colleagues in common because she works in the nonprofit sector in D.C.; we have a 3rd degree connection (her connections know my connections.)</div><div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>How Did We Meet:</b> We haven't yet; but Amy was kind enough to introduce herself with this playlist, so perhaps we will.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Something about Amy:</b> Amy works for the <a href="http://www.layc-dc.org/">Latin American Youth Center</a> as their Senior Grants Manager. The organization's mission is to support academic achievement, promote healthy behaviors, and guide youth toward successful adulthood.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div><b>Amy's Playlist:<span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></b>Amy says the playlist got her through college and grad school. She apparently comes from the Alison school of mixed CDs, which is to start off with a bang; I started dancing as soon as I heard the first song.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Delivery:</b><b> </b>Amy mailed her CD to <a href="http://oliverstwistseattle.com/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Oliver's Twist</a>, including a Post-It (with a picture of a small doug dressed like a leprechaun or the marshall of the St. Patrick's Day Parade) and a business card to introduce herself.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Favorite (Nostalgic) Tracks:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> "Mandinka," Sinead O'Connor and "September," by Earth Wind and Fire: I danced to the latter in a recital when I was in sixth grade, wearing a pedophile's fantasy version of the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders costume. Despite the weird sense that I should be wearing something with white tassels whenever I hear it, I love this song. As soon as I heard it I started dancing, trying to recreate those jetes from all those years ago.</span></b></div></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;font-weight: normal; "><b>Favorite (New to Me) Tracks:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> "Cornflake Girl," Tori Amos and "See a Little Light," Bob Mould</span></b></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5QFPfSfLi-Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><br /></span></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nfLEc09tTjI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8Eiv7H9XQRY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dDnNr6lNxvc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; "><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Time's running out, but here's the address <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2012/02/filling-my-day-with-music.html" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">if you want to send me music too</a>:</b></div></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; "><div>Alison's Birthday Music</div><div>c/o Oliver's Twist</div><div>6822 Greenwood Avenue</div><div>Seattle WA 98103</div><div><br /></div><div>Remember, for every playlist I receive this month, I am making a $5 donation to <a href="http://www.girlsrockcamp.org/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Girls Rock Camp</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>More Birthday Music posts to come…</div><div><br /></div></div></div></span>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-13053720349339379892012-02-23T16:46:00.005-05:002012-02-23T17:32:54.056-05:00Birthday Music #7: Chris<div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: left; "><b>Name:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> Chris (aka <a href="https://twitter.com/#!/chrissandoval">@chrissandoval</a>)</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left; "><b><span style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></span></b></div></div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Girls Rock Camp Donation Tally: </b>$45 - Just like <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2012/02/birthday-music-3-jeff.html">Jeff</a>, Chris decided to match my $5 and send along $5 of his own. Hero.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Relationship:</b> Chris and I are friends on Twitter but we hung out one night a couple of years ago in a bar in San Antonio when I was in town for a conference. Chris says I am the most famous person he knows.</div><div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>How Did We Meet:</b> I think we must have connected through <a href="https://twitter.com/#!/spikejones">Spike Jones</a>; the pain in the ass, not the filmmaker.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Something about Chris:</b> Chris has curlier hair than I do. And if he's your neighbor, don't cut down his tree.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Chris' Playlist: </b>Okay, here's the thing; Chris sent me a <b>55 SONG</b> playlist (apparently that's how they do things in Texas), so Chris wins the award for endurance. Do you really expect me to summarize 55 songs? You have more faith in me than I deserve.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Delivery:</b><b> </b>Chris mailed his CD to <a href="http://oliverstwistseattle.com/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Oliver's Twist</a>. The CD has a map of the state of Texas on it. It's smaller than I would have imagined, cause I hear things are big in Texas.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left; "><b>Favorite (Nostalgic) Tracks:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> "By the Time I Get to Arizona," Public Enemy and "I'm Waiting for the Man," Velvet Underground</span></b></div></div><div style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left; "><b><span style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></span></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left; "><b>Favorite (New to Me) Tracks:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> "Cowgirl," Underworld and "The Golden Path," Chemical Brothers</span></b></div></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><br /></div><span><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zrFOb_f7ubw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div><div style="text-align: left; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span ><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="line-height: 18px; font-size: 100%; "><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hugY9CwhfzE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></b></div></span></div></span><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/l2q4DPdrR8Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jwmYwu5lwWE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; "><div><b>As a reminder, here's the address <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2012/02/filling-my-day-with-music.html" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">so you can send me music too</a>:</b></div></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; "><div>Alison's Birthday Music</div><div>c/o Oliver's Twist</div><div>6822 Greenwood Avenue</div><div>Seattle WA 98103</div><div><br /></div><div>Remember, for every playlist I receive by the end of the month, I am making a $5 donation to <a href="http://www.girlsrockcamp.org/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Girls Rock Camp</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>More Birthday Music posts to come…</div><div><br /></div></div></div>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-2207649964951299192012-02-22T13:30:00.009-05:002012-02-22T14:32:08.656-05:00Birthday Music #6: Dawn<div style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center; "><span><div style="text-align: left;"><b style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; ">Name:<span style="font-weight: normal;"> Dawn</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></b></div></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Girls Rock Camp Donation Tally: </b>$35</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Relationship:</b> Dawn and I attended Hampshire College together and reconnected recently via Facebook. ("I do enjoy our interweb friendship," said Dawn in her note. Me too, Dawn.)</div><div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>How Did We Meet:</b> If I recall correctly, Dawn was the TA in the first video production course I took; <a href="http://www.hampshire.edu/faculty/jbraderman.htm">the great Joan Braderman</a> was the professor.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Something about Dawn:</b> I don't know if it's still the case, but back in the day Hampshire was famous for its annual campus-wide Halloween party. Some of it was myth, but essentially, every year on the night of the party, the campus was shut down to outsiders and students from the other four colleges in the area (Amherst, Smith, Mount Holyoke and UMASS) clamored to get on. One of the supposed reasons for the lockdown was the acknowledgement that a fair amount of drugs were to be taken that evening. So…in my first year, I decided to partake and took acid with a few friends (let's just acknowledge here that I will never be elected President) only to remember when I was in the full throes of it that I have a pretty intense phobia of people dressed up in costume. Not good. So, one of my most intense memories of Dawn was her standing in front of me — dressed in a furry costume, if I recall — chatting away and me being absolutely scared shitless. I don't think I've ever told Dawn that story…</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Dawn's Playlist: </b>Dawn sent me a playlist that she herself listens to on a regular basis. (I love that.) "What it may lack in hipness, it makes up for in sentiment." It's a Joni Mitchell to Joan Jett, with a few steps in between.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Delivery:</b><b style="font-weight: normal; "> </b>Dawn mailed her CD to <a href="http://oliverstwistseattle.com/" style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Oliver's Twist</a>. It came with a handmade (by Dawn?) card featuring a lightning bolt striking a heart. </div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Favorite (Nostalgic) Tracks:<span style="font-weight: normal;"> Tough, because the CD is pretty nostalgic overall. But I'll go with </span></b>"Crimson and Clover," Joan Jett and the Blackhearts; "Pretty in Pink," Psychedelic Furs and "Across the Universe," Rufus Wainright.</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; "><div style="text-align: center; "><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hdhonK8NMm8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div></span></div></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pqmTMiIMG74" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cAe1lVDbLf0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Favorite (New to Me) Tracks:<span style="font-weight: normal; "> "Sister," Sufjan Stevens</span></b></div></span><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TCZHREriP-g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left; "><div><b>As a reminder, here's the address <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2012/02/filling-my-day-with-music.html" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">so you can send me music too</a>:</b></div></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left; "><div>Alison's Birthday Music</div><div>c/o Oliver's Twist</div><div>6822 Greenwood Avenue</div><div>Seattle WA 98103</div><div><br /></div><div>Remember, for every playlist I receive by the end of the month, I am making a $5 donation to <a href="http://www.girlsrockcamp.org/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Girls Rock Camp</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>More Birthday Music posts to come…</div><div><br /></div></div></div>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com152tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-74021870496085433442012-02-20T18:34:00.003-05:002012-02-21T12:28:12.417-05:00Birthday Music #5: Dan<p style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><b>Name: </b><b style="font-weight: normal; ">Dan</b> (aka @DanGoldgeier)</p><div style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><b>Girls Rock Camp Donation Tally: </b>$30</div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><b>Relationship:</b> Dan and I are friends on Twitter. We've had drinks a couple of times and he was kind enough to write <a href="http://www.adpulp.com/spotlight-on-nw-creative-aggregate-aims-for-social-change-and-that-takes-action/">a post</a> about <a href="http://whatisaggregate.com/">Aggregate</a> on AdPulp when we first launched.</div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; "><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>How Did We Meet:</b> Dan said he started following me on Twitter after he read <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2009/08/sincerely-john-hughes.html">the John Hughes post</a>. I believe him. But we didn't meet in person until he moved to Seattle this past year. We had a drink at <a href="http://www.spurseattle.com/">Spur</a>, which is another great bar in Seattle, but certainly not as fabulous as <a href="http://oliverstwistseattle.com/">Oliver's Twist</a>.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Something about Dan:</b> He wrote an ebook called View from the Cheap Seats about the advertising business that is <a href="http://www.amazon.com/View-Cheap-Seats-ebook/dp/B006PNBMAI">available on Amazon</a> and I'm pretty confident he would be pleased if you were to check it out.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Dan's Playlist: </b>Country-tinged pop</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Delivery:</b> Dan brought his CD to <a href="http://oliverstwistseattle.com/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Oliver's Twist</a> in person and I happened to be sitting there at the end of the bar when he did, so I got a free drink out of it. In fact, I got TWO free drinks out of the night, because Brady the bartender bought me a drink too. Score.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Favorite (Nostalgic) Track: </b>"The Kid is Hot Tonight," Loverboy</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b><br /></b></span></div><b style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 18px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><b><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/g1h3HQrj1fg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></b></div></b><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; "><b>Favorite (New to Me) Track: </b>"My Handy Man," Alberta Hunter<span style="font-weight: normal;"><b></b></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><b style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 18px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><b><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BmFtwwCOmmo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></b></div></b></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>As a reminder, here's the address <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2012/02/filling-my-day-with-music.html" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">so you can send me music too</a>:</b></div></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><div>Alison's Birthday Music</div><div>c/o Oliver's Twist</div><div>6822 Greenwood Avenue</div><div>Seattle WA 98103</div><div><br /></div><div>Remember, for every playlist I receive by the end of the month, I am making a $5 donation to <a href="http://www.girlsrockcamp.org/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Girls Rock Camp</a>.</div></div><div><br /></div></div></div>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-4086404768653513282012-02-18T15:32:00.007-05:002012-02-18T16:51:49.803-05:00Birthday Music #4: Jeff<p style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><b>Name: </b>Jeff</p><div style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><b>Girls Rock Camp Donation Tally: </b>$25 (Jeff matched my $5 donation, bumping up our total $10. A good man, that Jeff.)</div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><b>Relationship:</b> Jeff went to the all boy's Catholic high school down the street from my all girl's Catholic high school in Connecticut. We recently reconnected (within the past couple of years) via Facebook (of course.) He's coming to Seattle in March for work and we'll reunite when he does.</div><div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><b>How Did We Meet:</b> I don't remember the specifics, but I think Jeff and I met at a hotel room party that became a common occurrence in our senior year. (Think Super 8 Motel and the potential that someone may have died in one of the beds and they didn't change the bedspread.) Jeff was friends with Chris, who remains my best friend to this day.</div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; "><b>Something about Jeff:</b> Jeff shares tales of his children on Facebook and they don't make me want to puke. In fact, they make me think his kids are pretty cool and that they, in turn, think he's cool too.</div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><b>Jeff's Playlist:</b> Every song on Jeff's playlist makes reference to a geographical location and manages to get both Neils (Diamond and Young) in there.</div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><b>Delivery:</b> Jeff mailed a CD, titled "The Evening Star Must Be Drooping and Shedding Her Sparkler Dims on the Prairie" (<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/quotes/show/48084">a quote</a> from Kerouac's "On the Road,") to <a href="http://oliverstwistseattle.com/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Oliver's Twist</a>. </div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><b>Favorite (Nostalgic) Track: </b>"Kentucky Woman," Neil Diamond</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></span></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JEgcdGy0LcY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="line-height: 18px; "></iframe></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; "><b>Favorite (New to Me) Track(s):</b><b> </b>"Bloodbuzz Ohio," The National; "Hello Seattle," Owl City</div></div><div style="text-align: center;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; "><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/11653518?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0" width="420" height="315" frameborder="0" webkitallowfullscreen="" mozallowfullscreen="" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/flPwGj7O6FU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div><b>As a reminder, here's the address <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2012/02/filling-my-day-with-music.html" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">so you can send me music too</a>:</b></div></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><b><br /></b></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div>Alison's Birthday Music</div><div>c/o Oliver's Twist</div><div>6822 Greenwood Avenue</div><div>Seattle WA 98103</div><div><br /></div><div>Remember, for every playlist I receive by the end of the month, I am making a $5 donation to <a href="http://www.girlsrockcamp.org/">Girls Rock Camp</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>More Birthday Music posts to come…</div><div><br /></div></div></div>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-70824154884104147842012-02-16T14:03:00.004-05:002012-02-18T11:29:24.396-05:00Birthday Music #3: Arlene<p style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span ><b>Name: </b>Arlene (aka @<a href="https://twitter.com/#!/wzzy">wzzy</a>)</span></p><div style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>Girls Rock Camp Donation Tally: </b>$15</span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><b><span ><br /></span></b></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>Relationship:</b> Arlene and I are friends on Twitter. I'm not entirely sure how we found each other. I do remember, however, that <a href="https://twitter.com/#!/Wzzy/status/3172503334">Arlene was the first person on Twitter to share</a> the post I thought no one would ever read.</span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; font-weight: normal; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; "><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>How Did We Meet:</b> We've never met in person. We almost did. Once. When Arlene came to Seattle. She and I will drink scotch together in Los Angeles one night. And talk.</span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>Something about Arlene:</b> She's kind. A persistent supporter. And she went to Smith. And she loves her son dearly. And she manages <a href="http://curtsmithofficial.com/">Curt Smith</a>. (And, yes, there is a Curt Smith song on her playlist.)</span></div><div><span ><br /></span><div style="font-weight: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><span ><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MbeHB2u6kVI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center; "><b style="text-align: left; "><span ><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: right;font-weight: normal; "><b style="text-align: left; "><span ><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span ><b>Arlene's Playlist:</b> Eclectic pop from multiple decades; lots of stuff I'd never heard before.</span></div><div style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal; "><b><span ><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>Delivery:</b> Arlene mailed a CD to <a href="http://oliverstwistseattle.com/" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Oliver's Twist</a> via USPS Priority Mail. She definitely wins the "I put energy into this, damn it" award: a custom CD cover and an enclosed spreadsheet explaining why she selected each song. It made me want to talk to her more about the stories at which she only hinted.</span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>Favorite (Nostalgic) Track: </b>"Mayor of Simpleton," XTC. It has been too long. And, Arlene, I love Andy too.</span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><span ><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3d8cc0AhX4c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></div><span ><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span ><b>Favorite (New to Me) Track(s):</b><b> </b>"Champagne Taste (Live)," Eartha Kitt; "Amateur," Aimee Mann</span></div></div></div><div style="text-align: left; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="line-height: 18px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="line-height: 18px;" ><br /></span></span></div><b style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 18px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span ><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Qtl2wWpXe-4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></b></div></b><div style="text-align: center;"><span ><br /></span></div></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; "><div><div><b><span >As a reminder, here's the address <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2012/02/filling-my-day-with-music.html" style="color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">so you can send me music too</a>:</span></b></div></div><div><b><span ><br /></span></b></div><div><div><span >Alison's Birthday Music</span></div><div><span >c/o Oliver's Twist</span></div><div><span >6822 Greenwood Avenue</span></div><div><span >Seattle WA 98103</span></div></div></div></div>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-41833852103151003242012-02-16T00:41:00.008-05:002012-02-16T13:11:21.436-05:00Birthday Music #2: Jon<span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><b>Name: </b>Jon</span><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><br /><div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Girls Rock Camp Donation Tally: </b>$10</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Relationship:</b> Jon and I worked together at DDB. Now we play Words with Friends on a nearly daily basis. I count on it.</div><div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>How Did We Meet:</b> We met at DDB. My first significant memory of Jon was that he sent an email to me involving a case of beer, high school friends and Elvis Costello that would have caused the HR police at my last agency to escort him out of the building, but which made it clear that things were a little different at DDB.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Something about Jon:</b> <a href="https://twitter.com/#!/jonwd1">Jon tweets every two months, but they're good.</a> And he is a great hugger; sincere without being creepy.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Jon's Playlist:</b> Lots of smart, witty boys (like Jon) singing about love and disappointment, with a tinge of hope. Just a tinge.</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div><b>Delivery:</b> Jon mailed a CD to <a href="http://oliverstwistseattle.com/" style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(201, 64, 147); ">Oliver's Twist</a>. The CD is titled "Songs to Face Your…" I can't read Jon's handwriting, so I'm not sure what it is he wants me to face. I don't feel like it, whatever it is. </div><div><br /></div><div>(<b>Update:</b> Jon has informed me the title is "Songs to Fill Your Drink," thereby allowing me to continue drinking and not face things. Thank you, Jon.)</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Favorite (Nostalgic) Track: </b>"A Perfect Sonnet," Bright Eyes</div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Favorite (New to Me) Track(s):</b><b> </b>"I Can't Make You Love Me," Bon Iver; "Confetti," Frightened Rabbit</div></div></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div></div><br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mOXRsO0beOw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Q3VjaCy5gck" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/A3q2LIe6hSo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>As a reminder, here's the address <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2012/02/filling-my-day-with-music.html">so you can send me music too</a>:</b></div></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><b><br /></b></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div>Alison's Birthday Music</div><div>c/o Oliver's Twist</div><div>6822 Greenwood Avenue</div><div>Seattle WA 98103</div></div></div>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-55103380358652423492012-02-15T23:26:00.010-05:002012-02-16T00:34:59.702-05:00Birthday Music #1: Mara<div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2012/02/filling-my-day-with-music.html">A week or so ago I asked people to send me music for my birthday</a> with the promise that every playlist/CD I received (by mail) would equal a $5 donation from me to Girls Rock Camp. I'm sharing the playlists I've received to say thank you to those who have sent them and to encourage others to do so as well.</span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span >Yeah, I'm greedy like that.</span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span >You've got two weeks! Hurry!</span></div><span style="font-weight: normal; " ><b><div><span style="font-weight: normal; "><b><br /></b></span></div>Name: </b>Mara</span><div><span style="font-weight: normal; " ><br /></span><div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>Girls Rock Camp Donation Tally: </b>$5</span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span ><br /></span></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>Relationship:</b><span> Mara is on the team at </span><a href="http://whatisaggregate.com/">Aggregate</a><span>, the creative strategy group I started in October. She's also one of my good friends in Seattle.</span></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>How Did We Meet:</b> We met at <a href="http://www.dismembermentplan.com/">The Dismemberment Plan</a> show on March 12, 2011 in Seattle. (We're both friends with the band.) Mara did not put a The Dismemberment Plan song on the CD she gave me. I forgive her.</span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>Something about Mara:</b> She let me borrow her husband one night because I didn't want to go see Dinosaur Jr. alone. She's good like that.</span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>Mara's Playlist:</b> An odd (GOOD odd) mix of chick music and hip hop, just like Mara.</span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>Delivery:</b> Mara dropped the music off at <a href="http://oliverstwistseattle.com/">Oliver's Twist</a> in person. In a bag. With a Happy Birthday paper cup inside.</span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>Favorite (Nostalgic) Track:</b><span> </span><span>"Eye Know," De la Soul</span></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><b>Favorite (New to Me) Track(s):</b><b style="font-weight: normal; "> </b>"Dark Come Soon," Tegan and Sara, "North by Northwest," Blue Scholars OR "Show Me," Mint Royale</span></div></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span ><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tD3Vro2gs1Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span ><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yPbY20GnMFM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span ><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UKQmZBB-Sns" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></div></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span ><br /></span></b></div><div><span ><b>As a reminder, here's the address:</b></span></div></div><div><b><span ><br /></span></b></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span ><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Alison's Birthday Music</div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">c/o Oliver's Twist</div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">6822 Greenwood Avenue</div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Seattle WA 98103</div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><br /></div></span></div></div></div>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-26922227075545969212012-02-07T15:51:00.008-05:002012-02-07T16:37:57.277-05:00Filling My Day (Month) with Music<span>I have a request to make. I want something from you. </span><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>(I'll be honest; I find this to be a little awkward.)</span><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>I love music; it is the one thing upon which I can rely to lift my spirits. If I'm lying on the floor in a pool of my own tears, turn on a song and I'll at least be able to remember to wipe the snot from my face. If I'm already feeling pretty damn good, turn on a song — the right song — and the joy can be difficult to contain.</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>(Cue Rufus.)</span></div><div><span><br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2l3lswalDEA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br /></span></div><div><span>Sunday, February 12, is my birthday. I want to fill it — and this month — with music. </span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>(AKA, I want to fill it with joy.)</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>So, this is what I am asking of you. <b>I want you — yes, you — to send me music. </b></span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><b><span>In the mail. In an envelope. </span></b></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>A CD. </span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><span>A mix of songs you think I might like. A mix of songs YOU like. </span><span>A song you created. A song someone you love created. </span><span>A playlist you already created; something new in response to this request. It can be one song, it can be many.</span></span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>In exchange <b>for every CD I receive before the end of February, I am going to make a $5 donation to <a href="http://www.girlsrockcamp.org/main/">Girls Rock Camp</a>.</b> Because I want you to know I am grateful, because, yeah, I feel weird asking you for something, and because I want other girls to feel the joy I feel from music.</span></div><div><span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVwmxytsf39bkb5ewUCZ7hgcBhXCxANOJtMf6mmLGkqsh-VOsfEqVP3Oo5M5H-cciZXaDq_5mjSdLG_dlwNIk-Qou8ZSDffi_fFxVSMzwwahyphenhyphen2kE6EPCComuRRNihbhHQ5k5xkXQ/s1600/5088sc0000874a01.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVwmxytsf39bkb5ewUCZ7hgcBhXCxANOJtMf6mmLGkqsh-VOsfEqVP3Oo5M5H-cciZXaDq_5mjSdLG_dlwNIk-Qou8ZSDffi_fFxVSMzwwahyphenhyphen2kE6EPCComuRRNihbhHQ5k5xkXQ/s400/5088sc0000874a01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706507626365630658" /></a><br /></span></div><div><span>And I'll be posting here — and sharing on Twitter — to let others know about the music I receive and the people who were kind enough to send it. So, if you want a shout out, include your Twitter name if you have one. If you don't want a shout out, you can tell me that too.</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>My lovely friends at <a href="http://oliverstwistseattle.com/">Oliver's Twist</a> in Seattle (Sarah, to be exact) — my favorite bar in Seattle and where you can often find me seated in the corner — have said I can have the CDs sent there because, well, sometimes it's not a good idea to put your home address on the Internet. If you're in Seattle, on a regular basis or because the gods have smiled on you and transported you here for a short time, visit them. Give them your money; they will give you a tasty cocktail (and play good music as well.)</span></div></div><div><span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCegneN6knY54YPgJ9R0CUX_lfXXT0Z5UwapIGD7DM4FausDYW7yojtN1D0ls-xc5P8fZP3mUi9kuf2fgdyuIGS75enXbOtF-oUYCt1e-XybgdgoQK0O4ySv8PIibwmuYomA7N2w/s1600/photo.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCegneN6knY54YPgJ9R0CUX_lfXXT0Z5UwapIGD7DM4FausDYW7yojtN1D0ls-xc5P8fZP3mUi9kuf2fgdyuIGS75enXbOtF-oUYCt1e-XybgdgoQK0O4ySv8PIibwmuYomA7N2w/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706508883399156994" /></a><br /><span>Here's the address:</span></span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>Alison's Birthday Music</span></div><div><span>c/o Oliver's Twist</span></div><div><span>6822 Greenwood Avenue</span></div><div><span>Seattle WA 98103</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>Happy music/joy making.</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>Thank you. Sincerely.</span></div>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-70336491829435898972011-08-30T14:25:00.002-05:002011-08-30T14:27:03.147-05:00ta. da.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirOeAhVTSv4QTgFkgqzhyDvgxFQ_VmWtFQv7OXtsmFiPjX1gocr9SzI68WT7WChN6TIAufs5wOJFfqtgc6F8jF8s_02iJnuhk-rywgXY5URxO-LQiNmyx7_9AbLO-YTkOrNz7gAw/s1600/aggregate.rgb.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 110px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirOeAhVTSv4QTgFkgqzhyDvgxFQ_VmWtFQv7OXtsmFiPjX1gocr9SzI68WT7WChN6TIAufs5wOJFfqtgc6F8jF8s_02iJnuhk-rywgXY5URxO-LQiNmyx7_9AbLO-YTkOrNz7gAw/s400/aggregate.rgb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646732386234060482" /></a>
<br />abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-11428927463719207142011-08-24T22:32:00.002-05:002011-08-24T22:34:20.854-05:00the moral of the story<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Is that someone thought I had the capacity for greatness and I just won't let him down until I have run out of my ways to get myself there.</span></span>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-73301902755816324912011-08-21T22:30:00.009-05:002011-08-22T05:13:44.346-05:00on the lookout for signs<iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SN_0suUoBQs" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="300" width="420"></iframe>
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<br />abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-58994427289142305022011-08-14T16:41:00.005-05:002011-08-14T16:59:32.232-05:00stay tuned<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">After three and a half years, I made the decision to leave my job. It's been a long time coming and there is a back story that there's really only one other person who will ever understand completely, but — in the middle of a horrendous economy — I am going to do my own thing. I'm going to work with the best creatives and strategists I have had the opportunity to work with during <a href="http://www.linkedin.com/profile/view?id=9943809&trk=tab_pro">my 15 year caree</a><a href="http://www.linkedin.com/profile/view?id=9943809&trk=tab_pro">r</a> to develop creative solutions that bring people together to create social and policy change.
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<br />I keep saying that I have never felt this unsure of the future before in my life, but I think it's more that I presumed at this stage in my life I would be a little more confident about the path. It's like thinking, when you are 14, that you'll feel like a "grown up" when you're 30: a big ol' lie.
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<br />Right now, I'm fighting the urge to take a six month hiatus, get in my car and go for a drive across the country spending time with people I love, asking them why the hell they think I was put on this earth and if they think I could pull off that conflict zone photojournalist gig I have always dreamed of.
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<br />Last night I made a spreadsheet of the 52 places (in the order in which I would visit them) I wanted to go to on that 6 month trek.
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I got it in my head months ago that I rarely have really good conversations with anyone. By "really good" I don't mean smart or funny or whatever. I mean conversations in which I feel like I am completely immersed — and they are as well — like we decided to hold hands and jump off a cliff together, confident that where we landed would be cool and refreshing like a lake in the middle of July or that it would be soft and pliant and we'd inevitably laugh as we bounced back up in the air — still holding hands — our insides jostled and silly.<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Immersed.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Trustful?</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />I hear everything you're saying; you hear everything I'm saying. No distractions from the second track of thought running along in parallel; the track of doubt that — in addition to pulling my attention away — is populated by what I'm really thinking, including all the things I want to say but won't or want to ask but won't. And no distractions from wondering what's playing on your second track.<br /><br />I don't have those conversations.<br /><br />I don't hear everything you're saying and I don't say everything I want to say.<br /><br />Ever.<br /><br />And it's making me lonely.<br /><br />That is all.<br /></span></span>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-48813666349377209862010-07-09T07:29:00.007-05:002010-07-09T07:41:24.742-05:00beautiful<span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >I cried like a baby. This is a beautiful testament to survival and to family. Goofy and geeky and filled with love.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“If someone would tell me here, then, that I would come sixty something three years later with my grandchildren, so I’d say ‘What you talking about?’ So here you are. This is really a historical moment.” </span></span><br /></div><br /><object width="420" height="245"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUvo5OHH6o8&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xd0d0d0&hl=nl_NL&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUvo5OHH6o8&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xd0d0d0&hl=nl_NL&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="420" height="245"></embed></object>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-86427500789158909132010-07-05T17:46:00.008-05:002010-07-05T18:55:06.846-05:00not "the" story, MY story<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I've received a few emails lately from people interested in speaking to me about <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2009/08/sincerely-john-hughes.html">my pen pal relationship with John Hughes</a>, i.e., producers, filmmakers. It's been a while since I've received messages like these; most of them came in the days and weeks immediately following John's death — which is now almost a year ago.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The messages from John Hughes fans have never stopped.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Like those initial messages, I am flattered by the interest from those who want to tell the story, but I already made the decision that I was not going to follow that path for a number of reasons — some of which have to do with John, some of which have to do with me.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The majority of the messages are very kind and from people who seem to be fans of John themselves. The odd thing is that there have also been messages that suggest that the story will be told whether or not I want it to be.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Wait, let me rewrite that — not "the" story, MY story.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">And, apparently, that's something that's totally cool. Okay, not cool necessarily, but kosher, as in I have nothing to say about it.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">At least that's what <a href="http://twitter.com/todgoldberg">Tod Goldberg</a> told me earlier today. (I asked Tod if I could use screen shots of his tweets in this post and he said yes. I'll remove them if he asks me to do so.)</span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >Read from bottom to top. Sorry, I'm too lazy to grab each tweet separately.</span></span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ne8DNIZbBw-S8wQHI5fPUCnNE3hot8FrDicKxdnVgd1EQD5c_ENlSEbCW1d7Yw_iH4B97Ch1CNST5KP-GZfHjOkzj0LzP5wDQAyyskBeO23ZoUSrvM4-y6PN5sBkDjB3wA2cGQ/s1600/todgoldberg2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ne8DNIZbBw-S8wQHI5fPUCnNE3hot8FrDicKxdnVgd1EQD5c_ENlSEbCW1d7Yw_iH4B97Ch1CNST5KP-GZfHjOkzj0LzP5wDQAyyskBeO23ZoUSrvM4-y6PN5sBkDjB3wA2cGQ/s400/todgoldberg2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490561675464438482" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaPSqwCKDmaSpapOQZMaTCb6UR2AXr_-RM6AWhQ7UUEI4Ex7IMZgerKFtTaDrbBBuiRVNSpwjXDo6uJy0Iu1xZgZU0pCnlT18mhUvHc-VdmRQ85i1uC_FB24ofNjjBgU47dRKV1g/s1600/todgoldberg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaPSqwCKDmaSpapOQZMaTCb6UR2AXr_-RM6AWhQ7UUEI4Ex7IMZgerKFtTaDrbBBuiRVNSpwjXDo6uJy0Iu1xZgZU0pCnlT18mhUvHc-VdmRQ85i1uC_FB24ofNjjBgU47dRKV1g/s400/todgoldberg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490561842780590370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">By the way, don't shoot the messenger; Tod's not saying it's right, he's just saying it is.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Does anyone else think this is bullshit or am I just ridiculously naive?</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-86843652511956714772010-04-25T06:04:00.004-05:002010-04-25T06:27:04.042-05:00looking for a reason to be somewhere<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I graduated college just before I turned 24 (I had dropped out for a year and a half) and, after a month or so of lingering, I moved to London with a work visa I had secured from the British Universities North America Club (<a href="http://www.bunac.org/">BUNAC</a>). </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I had a rather vague plan to continue to pursue some of the thinking I had done in my senior thesis. (Div III for those of you fortunate enough to orbit or even enter the <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/04/09/top-10-hipster-schools_n_531852.html">Hampshire College universe</a>). My work had been centered on media literacy education and, as I was happy to tell you in those days, England was light years ahead of the U.S. on the topic. Hampshire had given me a small grant — a Threshold grant — that was intended to support students to do just that — continue the work they had done in school.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">But, really? I think I just wanted a plan, a reason to go somewhere and, ultimately, to be somewhere. And so I lied to my parents (who wouldn't have stood in the way if they knew the truth, but I lied to them compulsively anyway) and concocted a tale that involved already having a place to live when I got there.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I didn't, of course. I barely knew where I was going to lug my suitcase when I got off the plane. But I found an apartment — on Mordaunt Street in Brixton — and a job — near Liverpool Street Station — within a couple of weeks of being there and everything worked out just fine.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Why did I tell you that? Why did I think to post that this morning?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Because, this morning and for some time now, I have been desperately looking for that thing that was inside me that enabled me to do what I did. I wanted a reason to go somewhere, a reason to be somewhere and I found it.<br /><br />I need to find it again.<br /></span></span>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-75792902882993156722010-01-30T13:20:00.007-05:002010-01-30T16:57:05.943-05:00watching a classic tragedy unfold<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0zA43DRHpAxj4I5sJuanDFn-IlOMmkRedZVISfetboZvgXBsU4K7CGS6-FtIBYrf9TL-xqLm64j8gS8OXIp0swpA8iey6DEVO0xCNTI27ZM1x6gbYVDEd-O6OO7prCM6qID4YoQ/s1600-h/9c1aa64a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0zA43DRHpAxj4I5sJuanDFn-IlOMmkRedZVISfetboZvgXBsU4K7CGS6-FtIBYrf9TL-xqLm64j8gS8OXIp0swpA8iey6DEVO0xCNTI27ZM1x6gbYVDEd-O6OO7prCM6qID4YoQ/s400/9c1aa64a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432654892577966514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">From <a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/01/28/AR2010012803177.html">J.D. Salinger's obituary</a> in Friday's <span style="font-style: italic;">Washington Post</span>:<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">He was unable or unwilling to sustain close personal relations with anyone, she (his daughter) said. "His search…led him increasingly to relations in two dimensions: with his fictional Glass family, or with living 'pen pals' he met in letters, which lasted until meeting in person, when the three-dimensional, flesh-and-blood presence of them would, with the inevitability of watching a classic tragedy unfold, invariably sow the seeds of the relationships undoing."</span></span>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-42953786631986051382009-12-23T11:30:00.004-05:002009-12-23T11:43:11.513-05:00i'm back<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">I was looking through posts last night in an attempt to gather information that a friend had requested about "favorite" movements. (I sent her details about <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2007/12/luck-or-genius.html">Etsy and the DIY community</a>, the <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-love-my-mac.html">Green My Apple</a> campaign and <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2009/10/dream-big.html">Dallas Clayton</a>, whom I referred to as a "burgeoning movement" in my idealistic and hopeful eyes.)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">And then this morning, when I should have been getting ready for work, I discovered <a href="http://topsy.com/">Topsy.com</a> and, for the first time, started browsing <a href="http://topsy.com/tb/wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2009/08/sincerely-john-hughes.html">the tweets</a> that had been written in response to "<a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2009/08/sincerely-john-hughes.html">Sincerely, John Hughes</a>."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">And I remembered — for the 1,784th time — that I really love blogging because it is a chance to write — about what I want to write about. It is my space to do the thing that makes me happiest in this world.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I'm back. I apologize for my absence. I love you, Twitter, but it just ain't the same.</span></span>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-63316598684621910382009-11-07T13:20:00.008-05:002009-11-07T19:53:16.869-05:00having an impact<span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I've become increasingly aware of people who are doing what they want to do with their lives and having a positive impact on others' in the process.<br /><br /><a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2009/10/dream-big.html">I wrote recently about Dallas Clayton</a>, who wrote a beautiful book for his son to inspire a little boy to think big and, when he couldn't find a publisher, published it himself and is now giving copies away.<br /><br />I watched Jonathan Demme's <a href="http://www.sonyclassics.com/jimmycartermanfromplains/"><span style="font-style: italic;">Jimmy Carter: Man from Plains</span></a> this morning, about a former president who is willing to ruffle feathers and speak his mind because he lives according to a code of justice and has no other option.<br /><br />I have, for years, admired my friend David Wilson, for developing the truly inspiring <a href="http://www.truefalse.org/">True False Film Fest</a> in his hometown of Columbia, Missouri, capturing the attention of filmmakers from around the world for his love letter to documentary films, his beloved hometown and his family.<br /><br />I have obviously written about my childhood mentor, <a href="http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2009/08/sincerely-john-hughes.html">John Hughes</a>, who rejected a world that nevertheless embraced him and encouraged me and instilled in me a desire to follow my own passions.<br /><br />Then there's my friend, Christie Herring, a documentary filmmaker who is working hard to complete her film, <a href="http://www.thecampaigndocumentary.com/"><span style="font-style: italic;">The Campaign</span></a>, about the campaign to defeat California's Prop 8, which, one year ago, overturned the right to marriage for same sex couples.<br /><br /><object height="225" width="400"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DDCWUmgKSsc&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DDCWUmgKSsc&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="225" width="400"></embed></object><br /><br />There was <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/georgianne-nienaber/the-campaign-the-audacity_b_349479.html">a great pos</a><a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/georgianne-nienaber/the-campaign-the-audacity_b_349479.html">t</a> about Christie and <span style="font-style: italic;">The Campaign</span> this morning in <span style="font-style: italic;">The Huffington Post</span>, with Georgianne Nienaber relating today's fight for equal rights for gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender people with her own experiences in the gay rights movement of the mid-1970's. It was a lovely reminder to me that, once again — people can do what they want with their lives and have a positive impact on others' lives in the process.<br /><br />It sounds so stupidly obvious, doesn't it? But how many of us are really doing it?<br /><br />I don't think I can say I am.<br /></span></span>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9843055.post-19142594900136333972009-10-14T08:18:00.002-05:002009-10-14T08:28:23.953-05:00another chapter for the book<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">In college, my friend Andrew and I would rationalize bad behavior (on our part) or painful experiences with the comment that it was "another chapter for the book." In essence, we believed these things made us more interesting, gave us more fodder to tell tales.<br /><br />It's a notion I still believe in.<br /><br />I am a more interesting and thoughtful person because of the obstacles that I have had to overcome. I have better stories to tell because of those obstacles and due to risks I have taken.<br /><br />They are another chapter for the book.<br /><br />Unfortunately, it won't be THAT book. I am not writing the book about my pen pal relationship with John Hughes — for reasons I'd rather not discuss, but which sadden me.<br /><br />Another chapter for the book?<br /><br />Not this time.<br /></span></span>abfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271411959647254857noreply@blogger.com7