It's not GOOD BYE. It's just good bye...until the inspiration returns...and if it doesn't, well, we'll always have Twitter!
"Don't be dismayed at good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends."
"If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.
It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen, by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different, that their voices could be that difference.
It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled. Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been just a collection of individuals or a collection of red states and blue states.
We are, and always will be, the United States of America.
It's the answer that led those who've been told for so long by so many to be cynical and fearful and doubtful about what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.
It's been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this date in this election at this defining moment change has come to America."
Sarah Bareilles at the Moore Theater last night = two very enthusiastic thumbs up.
Show starts at 8 pm. Kyrsa and I do some quick math, figure with opening acts, we'll still be home and done by 10:30 or 11:00. Hit the Palace Kitchen at 7 for some fabulous dirty martinis, olive poppers and smattering of tasty delish. Get to the venue by 8:15 and learn she doesn't hit the stage until 9:45.
Ok, I know I am old and tired, but TWO HOURS of opening acts? Seriously?
We make a pact. 10:30 - we're leaving. Too much work to do tomorrow, too much work was done today. We're too old to stay out until midnight on a school night...
Then Sarah hit the stage and totally enraptured us. With only one full album under her belt, she builds out the set with a Feist cover and weaves in Coldplay and Katie Perry lyrics to her songs when least expected. The KISS 106.1 kids totally miss the nod to Feist but those that care - well, we love it. That Little Voice - it fills the space and we sit and happily listen to every song and the encore.
With all of that, we were still out the door by 11 pm and it was even worth the drama of discovering our parking garage closed at that time too...but that's a post for another time (DAMN YOU SEATTLE PARKING!)
Cherry, I've got your casserole, but you have to come to Seattle to get it.
ReckenRoll: See, there's the airport exit. I TOLD you we didn't need to leave 45 minutes early to get to the airport.
Mom: Now, you leave your cell phone on in case there are any problems with my flight. I am going to call you.
ReckenRoll: Mom, I never turn my cell phone off. Only old people do that.
Mom: Never?
ReckenRoll: No, never. I may miss a call cause I am not near it but it's never off.
Mom: Really?
ReckenRoll: Yes. Really. You don't need to turn it off.
Mom: But how do you charge it?
ReckenRoll: Um, I plug it in?
Mom: It will charge if you leave it on?
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Work has hit that fevered pitch that it does every so often. I swear this job has peaks and valleys and the peak is coming but I'm only 3/4 up the mountain. Come Nov 1, it will be sweet sailing into the holiday season but right up until Halloween I may just stop speaking to everyone except Cheech and that's only because she's working on the same project.
Last night I went to bed at 9 pm. No joke.
The trick to surviving times like these is to find the humor where you can...like today I started an email trail with clients entitled "BRAAAAAIIIIINNNNNNS" (it really was about brains). Everytime an email with that subject line popped into my inbox I got a little giggle.
Oh, and if you want a squishy brain talk to me after 1 November. I'm sure I'll have extra.
Nerdiest of all nerds, I was checking my Twitter feed and saw that Wil Wheaton has an interesting meme on his blog today.
(I used to have a little bit of a crush on Mr Wheaton in his Stand By Me days...I can't seem to let it go, regardless of that fact that he's like a nerd's super hero these days.)
So anyway, Mr Wheaton is wondering what book are you reading and do you enjoy it? Reading through his answers and some of the answers by his loyal nerd followers, I was reassured to realize that I don't have very much in common with anyone in that audience. In fact, I had only actually ever even heard of one of the books that one of them was reading "A Brief History of Time" by Stephen Hawkins. The first comment to his post is reading "Javascript: The Missing Manual."
Yeah, it's hard core over in that corner of the web.
But what was also interesting was that he noted he reads more than one book at a time. I've tried this in the past but always feel like I am "cheating" on one of the books and not allowing myself to get as swept away by either of the authors as I could if I devoted all my time to really focusing on just one. I can't do two books at once.
This is probably why I can also only ever date one person at a time. I've tried 'dating" and found I lack focus when given too many options and end up liking no one in the end.
But I digress. This brings me to my two questions for all 4 of my readers today:
