I just started reading about Hillary Clinton supporters charging heavy sexism in the media during her campaign. I clicked the link thinking, "she was the front-runner, it was her race to lose, and she's battle-tested and strong - that's not sexism". But towards the bottom of the first page, there are some serious brow-raising quotes from some distinguished (and some not) mass media heads. Had comments been made about Obama that reflected race - "he's nothing but a black [anything]", for example - the country would have exploded. So yes, there seemed/seems to be a double standard about gender, still.
Anysnizzle, it's been quite a while since I've been able to sit down and type up an opus that didn't involve fire. It's partly been due to the fact that I've been working out (sort of) regularly, which is good. It's also due in part to other non-active time consumers: World of Warcraft re-addiction, pleasantly slogging through The Wire, prank calling orphanages, etc. So all in all it's a net loss, but the gym is directly lowering my Summer Sweat Levels, which is big win for me and anyone within arm-flailing-whiny-yelping-hissy-fit distance.
In fact, I've committed to some summer dietary changes. Other than ingredient-based cut-backs, such as focusing on organics or cutting out anything made with baby seal, I've never really "dieted" before. It's strange and unusual, and my alcoholism hates me for it. Because: no beer for the summer. So far, so good. It's given me a chance to rediscover my passion for The Other White Booze, lady gin. Other commitments include:
Anyfrazzle, let's work backwards. Three weeks ago, one of my cousins from the UK, Megan - aka CuzMeg - came to stay with us. In Britain and/or most of Europe, kids with crazy ideals about "seeing the world" and "experiencing culture" commonly book this magical one-way around-the-world flight. The more you spend, the longer your trip is, the more destinations you can select, and the better the peanuts are on each flight. Something like that. Two years ago, one of our other cousins from the UK, Faye - aka SayHeyFaye - did the same thing, except she did the trip with a friend, whereas loony CuzMeg did her trip completely alone. Though to her credit, by the time her trip was wrapping up here in NYC, she had spent the roughly 3 1/2 months making roughly 2,500 friends along the way, so she was never really alone.
The funny thing was a couple of weeks before she was scheduled to come, she changed the dates and came a week earlier. Which actually worked out perfectly for me, because the original week - which I'll get to in a minute - was booked enough. But it wasn't until she landed and we were talking in the airport that I found out it was all a secret to surprise her mum (my Aunt Sue) and a friend of hers who had a birthday at that time. I came very close to screwing it up - in fact, I did in a way, because her brother, Sean, aka Buddy, saw a poorly worded Twitter update of mine that gave it away - but word didn't get back to Aunt Sue or the friend, which was all that really mattered. I hope... Sorry again, Meg!
So Meg came, conquered NYC, and left the following week. We had a great time with her, and she attested, under oath, she had a great time in NYC. The following week, Ma Dukes decided it was time to ditch her rusty old hip with a fancy new NASA-researched Super Hip (TM). This coincided with my last week at my previous job, so it was a bit hectic. Thankfully, between supportive upper management and a stellar co-producer, I was able to take what time I needed to duck out. That, and I was of little use, as I was clearly drunk by noon every day of the last two weeks and began setting small objects on fire. So it was really in everyone's best interest that I be there less.
And finally, last week, I started my new job. A while back, I met up with the team for a couple of nights for after-hours work-related stuff, so I had already met everyone and shmoozed. But now it's finally go-time, and I'm really excited. Everyone is rad, and the work we do is really interesting. It's very, very different from my previous six years of experience, moving from website production (in broad terms) to digital strategy. There's obvious title-related transferability, since a large portion of every job I've had is project management (again, in broad terms). But where nuanced knowledge was once focused on technical and logistical capabilities, I'm now focused on deployment best practices, marketing-/advertising-like strategies, and trends. It's the same carnival tent but a completely different booth with a completely different game.
That's the latest, other than sweating this injury Wang sustained rounding third. (Damn you, National League! He's our ace, and you made him run like a common utility infielder!)
Reviews
Books
The Invisibles, Vol. 1-1
Eric: "Excellent and bizarre, well worth reading."
Snuff
Eric: "...the surprises are tame, the situations are boring, and the ending is silly."
Television
Battlestar Galactica, Season 4.0
Eric: "Filler, plain and simple."
Amber: "Ooh, I like Starbucks' hair!"
The Wire, Season 1
Anysnizzle, it's been quite a while since I've been able to sit down and type up an opus that didn't involve fire. It's partly been due to the fact that I've been working out (sort of) regularly, which is good. It's also due in part to other non-active time consumers: World of Warcraft re-addiction, pleasantly slogging through The Wire, prank calling orphanages, etc. So all in all it's a net loss, but the gym is directly lowering my Summer Sweat Levels, which is big win for me and anyone within arm-flailing-whiny-yelping-hissy-fit distance.
In fact, I've committed to some summer dietary changes. Other than ingredient-based cut-backs, such as focusing on organics or cutting out anything made with baby seal, I've never really "dieted" before. It's strange and unusual, and my alcoholism hates me for it. Because: no beer for the summer. So far, so good. It's given me a chance to rediscover my passion for The Other White Booze, lady gin. Other commitments include:
- No Mexican food
- No Mexican human trafficking
- Little to no bread
- No gorging meals (yes, this is a problem for me)
- No more steroids, HGH, or "enhancement" pills
- Lots more water during the day
- Lots less brandy during the day / morning
Anyfrazzle, let's work backwards. Three weeks ago, one of my cousins from the UK, Megan - aka CuzMeg - came to stay with us. In Britain and/or most of Europe, kids with crazy ideals about "seeing the world" and "experiencing culture" commonly book this magical one-way around-the-world flight. The more you spend, the longer your trip is, the more destinations you can select, and the better the peanuts are on each flight. Something like that. Two years ago, one of our other cousins from the UK, Faye - aka SayHeyFaye - did the same thing, except she did the trip with a friend, whereas loony CuzMeg did her trip completely alone. Though to her credit, by the time her trip was wrapping up here in NYC, she had spent the roughly 3 1/2 months making roughly 2,500 friends along the way, so she was never really alone.
The funny thing was a couple of weeks before she was scheduled to come, she changed the dates and came a week earlier. Which actually worked out perfectly for me, because the original week - which I'll get to in a minute - was booked enough. But it wasn't until she landed and we were talking in the airport that I found out it was all a secret to surprise her mum (my Aunt Sue) and a friend of hers who had a birthday at that time. I came very close to screwing it up - in fact, I did in a way, because her brother, Sean, aka Buddy, saw a poorly worded Twitter update of mine that gave it away - but word didn't get back to Aunt Sue or the friend, which was all that really mattered. I hope... Sorry again, Meg!
So Meg came, conquered NYC, and left the following week. We had a great time with her, and she attested, under oath, she had a great time in NYC. The following week, Ma Dukes decided it was time to ditch her rusty old hip with a fancy new NASA-researched Super Hip (TM). This coincided with my last week at my previous job, so it was a bit hectic. Thankfully, between supportive upper management and a stellar co-producer, I was able to take what time I needed to duck out. That, and I was of little use, as I was clearly drunk by noon every day of the last two weeks and began setting small objects on fire. So it was really in everyone's best interest that I be there less.
And finally, last week, I started my new job. A while back, I met up with the team for a couple of nights for after-hours work-related stuff, so I had already met everyone and shmoozed. But now it's finally go-time, and I'm really excited. Everyone is rad, and the work we do is really interesting. It's very, very different from my previous six years of experience, moving from website production (in broad terms) to digital strategy. There's obvious title-related transferability, since a large portion of every job I've had is project management (again, in broad terms). But where nuanced knowledge was once focused on technical and logistical capabilities, I'm now focused on deployment best practices, marketing-/advertising-like strategies, and trends. It's the same carnival tent but a completely different booth with a completely different game.
That's the latest, other than sweating this injury Wang sustained rounding third. (Damn you, National League! He's our ace, and you made him run like a common utility infielder!)
Reviews
Books
The Invisibles, Vol. 1-1
Eric: "Excellent and bizarre, well worth reading."
Snuff
Eric: "...the surprises are tame, the situations are boring, and the ending is silly."
Television
Battlestar Galactica, Season 4.0
Eric: "Filler, plain and simple."
Amber: "Ooh, I like Starbucks' hair!"
The Wire, Season 1
Eric: "If it wasn't for episode 5 turning things around, I would've stopped watching. But I'm glad I didn't. It's not as 'gritty' as people make it out to be - it's no Sopranos - but it's very addictive and entertaining."
Amber: "McGarnicle!!!"
Amber: "McGarnicle!!!"