I fell into a rather interesting conversation with a boy today. It began innocently enough with us discussing a quote from the morning paper and turned into a deeper discussion about love. Now, whether you are the type of person who tests the water before jumping, or hurls yourself full force into it, I have [...]
Archive for February, 2009
more conversations with a boy
Posted in love, tagged conversations with a boy, love, relationships on February 27, 2009 | 3 Comments »
what little kids can teach us
Posted in all, tagged aging, life, what little kids can teach us on February 24, 2009 | 1 Comment »
I rarely see children on my morning commute. Typically, I am surrounded by adults in business attire tapping their fingertips on laptop keys, directing colleagues from their mobile phones, or simply reading the latest dismal report out of Wall Street. So I immediately took notice when the train pulled into the station at Menlo Park [...]
let me count the ways
Posted in all, tagged iPhone addiction, technology on February 20, 2009 | 4 Comments »
February 16, 2009 will forever be known as liberation day for me. On my first day of freedom from a crippling Samsung cell phone my friend Peter was the first to warn me about the perils of owning an iPhone. “Careful. You’ll be an addict in no time.”
Silly man I thought. He doesn’t know me [...]
not funny
Posted in all, tagged babies, birthday gifts, getting older, single on February 18, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
This morning I opened my email to find a note from one of my favorite comedic authors, Suzanne Schlosberg. Her book The Curse of the Singles Table is my Bible and something I re-read on an annual basis just as some women revisit books like Pride and Prejudice, The Fountainhead or Harry Potter.
The book chronicles [...]
the price of freedom
Posted in all, tagged iphone, phone fail, technology, the price of freedom, verizon on February 17, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Freedom has a price. It will cost you $483. And at that rate, it’s a bargain. Let me explain.
For the past six months I have been tethered to a cell phone that I am pretty sure was trying to kill me. The people at Verizon sold me a touch screen monster after my phone from college met [...]
conversations between strangers
Posted in love, sports, tagged boxing, love, sports, valentine's day on February 14, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Sometimes the conversations you overhear articulate how you are feeling better than you ever could. Sometimes these conversations strike a chord you didn’t even know was reverberating inside. And sometimes, they simply make you smile.
This morning I overheard one such conversation between an older man – a coach – and a young boxer. They were [...]
the countdown begins
Posted in sports, tagged red sox, sports, spring training, transplant fans on February 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Every morning I make the arduous 45 mile commute to the Peninsula from San Francisco. And every morning my routine is as follows:
Run to the bus from my apartment (and in the process, forget my pre-packed lunch in the fridge)
Sit amongst the same crew of people (none of whom has ever communicated or made eye contact with me. Journey to the Caltrain station in [...]
Why A-Rod is a d-bag
Posted in sports, tagged a-rod, baseball, contracts, lawsuit, nomar garciaparra, steroids on February 10, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I am a Red Sox fan. Besides certain historic events in 2004 and 2007, there was probably no greater moment for me than when news broke that A-Rod tested positive for steroids in 2003. (In case you don’t recall, that was the year the Red Sox were supposed to win the World Series.) I knew [...]
something to think about
Posted in all, tagged economic clusterfuck, economy, job security, layoffs on February 4, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
In San Francisco, I now know more people who are unemployed than going to work everyday. The horror began back in November when the quagmire on Wall Street still seemed far away. I remember talking to the folks back home in Boston and hearing tension in their voices. It reminded me of my childhood when we would [...]
