Friday, April 29, 2005

Well, not entirely open...

Open Apology

Just want to apologize to everyone I was short with over the past few days who didn't deserve it (if you deserved it, please disregard this message). Apparently the fact that this has been one of the most trying weeks I have ever had at work is obvious, as a co-worker brought me this gift today:



The good news is that not only is this week over, I'm over it. :) See you at the crawfish boil.

It's not like blogging could kill you or anything... right?

Don't let this happen to you.

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

So which one does HE replace?

Earl Calloway Signs with Indiana

Ok, so as I was reading this article, this quote (4th paragraph from the end) sounded REALLY familiar:
"We could not be more excited about Joey Shaw," Davis said. "Joey can flat out shoot the basketball, and when you consider that he is 6-6 and probably still growing, he has the potential to be a defensive stopper on the perimeter."
Could it be because he said it over 5 months ago?

I'm not even going to suggest...

...that I may have at some point in time worked some place where they followed this policy (click for larger version):

Nashville's 2005 Ragin' Cajun Crawfish Boil

Don't forget Nashville's Ragin' Cajun Crawfish Boil is this Saturday, 5:00 PM at Emmet's Farm - 1792 Reynolds Road, Nashville TN 37217.

Here's the Google Maps link for directions...

Be responsible and take a cab - here's a coupon.

Monday, April 25, 2005

NY Day 3 - Sunday

After waking up Sunday and reading the NY Times in the room, my sister and I got ready and headed to the Palm Court for brunch.

Brunch at the Palm Court


Even with reservations, there was a wait - and although we thought our reservations were at 11:30, we were told they were for 12:00. Either way, we were seated at a quarter 'til, and headed to check out the mounds of food.

At noon, our waiter brought us a mimosa (me) and champagne (my sister), and we enjoyed the obscene amount of food we had to select from for the next hour and a half. The live music was a string trio when we were seated, then a classical guitarist took over, and the trio returned.

This is a terrible photo, but one really can't be too picky when begging a fellow tourist to take a picture - taken after we had finished brunch:



We decided to spend the remaining couple of hours walking, and ended up at Trump Tower - just long enough to not buy any "You're Fired!" merchandise and take a quick photo of the waterfall that runs down the wall next to the escalator.



After leaving Trump Tower, my sister stated she needed a "pick me up" and decided the answer was to buy a pair of shoes, so we wandered into Saks. Yes. Saks 5th Avenue. On 5th Avenue. Believe it or not, I willingly entered a department store. To make matters worse, not only did my sister not find any shoes to cure whatever ailed her (I'm guessing since it was the eve of her 35th birthday, but you didn't hear that here...), but when she started walking to the exit, I asked if we could make a quick stop at the Estee Lauder counter. On our way in, I had seen a lipstick compact I HAD to have, and quickly found out it was part of the gift with purchase special they had going on (which I can't find online to link to), but let's just say that I am now the proud owner of a gorgeous tote bag and lots o' other stuff that I had to get in order to get my coveted lipstick compact.

We went back to the Plaza, where I found the perfect Mother's Day gift at one of the "please buy before we have to close" shops, where I was asked where I found such a great tote bag, and I was pleased to tell them about my "free" gift with purchase.

We then went back to the bellman, retrieved our bags, and when we went outside to get a cab to the airport, were approached by a limo driver who wanted nothing more than to get home to Long Island and take us to La Guardia on the way for half fare. Since we negotiated to almost the cab fare price, we took the stretch limo and even got a few pictures on the way to the airport.

Dinner consisted of a couple pretzels at La Guardia, and we made it back home before dark. Not a bad trip, if I do say so myself.

Day 2 in New York - Saturday

Saturday morning, my sister had a friend coming in on the train from Jersey, and after she met him at Penn Station, I joined up with them at the Pershing Square Cafe for breakfast.



Those yellow signs proclaim that the cafe is now (as opposed to not now) the busiest and best breakfast in New York. That claim, along with their unique location (built into the overpass where Park Avenue intersects 42nd Street across from Grand Central Station), had convinced me on Friday that we had to have breakfast there Saturday. I wasn't disappointed, and had an excellent spinach, bacon and goat cheese omelet, toast, home fries, and coffee.

We strolled back to the hotel, checked out, and headed over to the Plaza, where we left our luggage with the bellman and headed across the street to Central Park.

The Plaza lobby


We quickly decided against ice skating in the park, as the sign warned us of the thin ice (yeah, I realize this might be funny if you could actually read the sign and see that there is no ice at all)


We spent the afternoon in Times Square...





...and grabbed a couple of slices of pizza for a late lunch.

It was back to the Plaza to check in, check out the view, and rest for a minute, then I jumped on the subway to the Lower East Side, where I met up with my friend Matt at The Magician, then headed over to Welcome to the Johnsons, where we were joined by Sara and my sister (once she had made sure her friend had made it back on the train to NJ).

Sara & Matt with my sis at Johnsons


From there we headed to Il Bagatto for a wonderful meal and more than enough wine. We wisely decided to cab it back to the hotel to end the evening.

Day 3 to come...

New York - Day 1

Here's the wrap-up of our first day in New York:

After waiting on the tarmac at BNA for the thunderstorms to pass, my sister and I were on our way to La Guardia Airport and 3 days in New York. An entertaining cab ride brought us into the city, and we checked into our hotel and hit the streets. Well, sidewalks.

We spent the first half of the day walking along Park Avenue, Madison Avenue, 5th Avenue... Grabbed lunch at a deli, and walked some more. After a quick visit to the Chrysler Building, we headed to the Empire State Building, and waited in line for the trip to the observation deck. During our hour and a half wait, the sun went behind the clouds, and we were welcomed to the roof by rain. I still managed to get a few pictures, after fighting with a pigeon for the rights to a bird-free view.







There was a shorter wait in line to get out of the Empire State Building, and we walked around Manhattan some more before heading back to the hotel for a quick bite to eat and get ready for the Yankees game. The train took us right to the stadium, where we got to see the Yankees lose, and got to experience the fickleness of Yankees fans, as they stood up and cheered for the same player they had booed off the field 10 minutes earlier (I'm not a Yankees fan, so I can't remember who that would have been, but if you're dying to know, you can ask my sister).



We decided to head out in the eighth inning, and as you can see above, many of the other fans had the same idea. We somehow managed to get on the first train back, and called it a night.

Days two & three later...

Former Hoosier joins the Titans

Roby Drafted By Tennessee In Third Round

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Hi - remember me?

It's been a crazy week or two, as I've starting working on a new product at work, and because of that have been sitting in on sales training for several hours a day, doing the rest of my job, and on top of that, I'm taking Friday off...

That's right - I'm leaving Friday morning for New York, and although it's looking like the weather could be a little wet at times this weekend, I'm hoping it will still be a fun time. The only scheduled activities so far are a subway ride to Yankee Stadium for Friday night's game, and brunch at the Plaza Sunday. Any recommendations for gotta see/gotta experience/gotta eat are welcomed - send me an email.

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Free cone day

Go to Ben & Jerry's. Today.

What's better than free ice cream? Make a donation while you're there. 100% of all proceeds go to Nashville Cares & Gilda's Club.

Friday, April 15, 2005

At least I got one thing accomplished...

To do:

Work
Work
Work
Find somewhere to have lunch on a patio
Work
Work
Work

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Should have seen this coming?

Bracey Wright To Enter NBA Draft
Indiana guard Bracey Wright intends to forego his senior season with the Hoosiers and enter the NBA draft, IU head coach Mike Davis announced on Wednesday.

Good news - no need to change your tailgate menu from brunch to happy hour

Titans 2005 schedule announced

How's this for putting a positive spin on things (emphasis mine)?
"Additionally we won’t be facing the scheduling challenges associated with primetime games because it is obvious the league’s expectations of this team are not as high as ours. A season of Sunday afternoon games will allow us to get into a consistent routine which is best for this club.”

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

I found the perfect job for me...

Want to be a Tablet PC demo evangelist?

Hmm... spend the day showing people how useful Tablet PCs are... Don't I already do that?

And all I need to do is give up my full-time job and benefits (and Tablet PC) to work an hourly job three days a week(end). For 8 weeks.

Maybe not.

Saturday, April 09, 2005

Friday, April 08, 2005

This is just wrong...

Heard this on the radio on the way to work this morning:

Sesame Street is focusing on healthy living this season and as a result, Cookie Monster will change his ways and introduce his new song, "A Cookie Is a Sometimes Food".



What's next? Oscar moving out of the garbage can and into a condo and going on Prozac?

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

It's not a bug - it's an added feature...

Here's a good article from Signal vs. Noise: An observation about tech support.

As someone who is often on the support end, yet works with users day in and day out, I can't tell you how often both the technician and the user walk away from an issue, each thinking the other is an complete idiot. And, each one of them has reason to believe just that. Truth is, we speak different languages.

You don't know how to tell us what we need to know and we don't know how to ask you for it.

In order for us to get the information we need, you either feel grilled or have to jump through hoops to provide us with all of the relevant information.

How do we make this more comfortable for everyone involved? I know for a fact that my friends and family have no problem telling me to repeat what I said "in English" when they ask me a technical question. And I usually can relay the same message in terms they are comfortable with. That, or tell them they will never get it and just have to take my word for it. But that's not really acceptable in a professional relationship... is it?

I figured it was a new hire...

Just received this memo at work:
As many of you have probably noticed we have had a turkey take up residence here the last couple of days.

Some concern has been expressed about having him relocated. We have verified that he is not injured, and Tennessee Wildlife Resources has said the best thing to do is to leave him alone and he will find his way. Please don't attempt to get close to him and please don't feed him.

Thanks for your concern.
My only concern was that they'd decide he needed my new cubicle. As long as he stays outside, I'm ok with it...

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Urgent Party Invitation

BB has posted an important announcement for those who need something to do Thursday (and for those who have yet to see her perform [or can't wait to see her again]).

Monday, April 04, 2005

Saturday, April 02, 2005

Pope John Paul II, 1920-2005

Got home from spending the first half of the day with Mom at the Southern Women's Show to find the Pope has died.

My best friend is part of the Musicians of St. Clare choir in Denver. They travel all over the world and perform and several of those performances have been for the Pope. A couple of years ago, he asked them if they would sing at his funeral. He even requested the song he wanted them to sing. I haven't talked with her yet, but I'm guessing that since her newborn daughter is being baptized today, she's not going to make the trip.

Friday, April 01, 2005

April Fool's Day? More like Friday the 13th.

It started out as such a good day. I woke up this morning and spent an extra half an hour lying in bed, just listening to the rain. It's the first Friday of the month, which means we can wear jeans to work, and that's always good. I left home with plenty of time to get to work, as we all know what can happen to traffic in Nashville when the first drop of rain falls.

Surprisingly, traffic wasn't bad, and I turned off Briley to cut through to the back entrance of our office park. I approached the 90° turn to the left that cuts under I-40 and put my foot on the brakes to slow down and the pedal went to the floor. In a panic I reached for the parking brake, which wasn't readily accessible, so I thought "slam it into park" (and yes, I know how bad that would be for my car, but I also know how bad the concrete wall in front of me would be for me, and was willing to risk it).

In my panic mode, I shifted not forward into park, but backwards into low. Instinct won over, I hit the brakes again, was thrilled to feel them catch, and I slowed down and made the turn with no problem.

It was the longest 3 seconds of my life.

By then, I was within view of my office and (slowly) made it to work.

By the end of the day, my car will have a new master cylinder, new front brakes, resurfaced rotors, cleaned and adjusted rear brakes, an oil change and new windshield wipers (unrelated, I know, but while it's there, I figured I might as well save myself another visit in a week or so).

The bad news for anyone who has had the experience of driving with me: I can guarantee if you thought I was overly cautious and a nervous wreck when driving before, you ain't seen nothing...