Friday
Only a few more hours until the weekend begins. Yesterday, I was having a HUGE case of the “My-birthday-is-in-two-days-I-don’t-give-a-damns.” It was lovely. It was something of an effort to stay at work all day. I’m sure that today will not be any easier. *sigh* No rest for the wicked…

NPR/PRI Stories
Lots of stuff about the captured sniper suspects and the Chechnyan rebels in Moscow.

Stray Toasters

  • Rana called this morning to wish me an “Early Happy Birthday.” International calls are usually good, but the connection today wasn’t the greatest. Still, it was good to talk with her.
  • Talk of the Nation had a story a few weeks ago about Neenah Ellis, an author (and former NPR producer) who did a book about centenarians (people over the age of 100). She found that the book became less about “interviewing” the people with whom she spoke and more “listening to their stories.” She said that she learned far more about them than she had expected. I liked this idea. I started thinking of ways to adapt it to something that I could use. This is what I came up with:

    I have a fair-sized family (both sides) and a fair number of friends. I know a lot of things about a few people and a few things about a lot of people… but that doesn’t always tell very much about “them.”

    I would like to get people to send me stories from their lives – funny things that they have done (or had done to them); accomplishments; aspirations; inspirations; whatever. I’d like to compile them into a “book” called something like People I Know. I would like to extend this “invitation” to people on LiveJournal, too. The stories/poems/whatever do not have to be long and in-depth or elaborate. I would just like something that says “Hey, this is (or was) me…”

    If anyone would be interested in starting a similar “book,” and would want a story or something from me, let me know.

  • Cats are still funny.
  • Monkeys are funny, too.
  • I get the feeling that there was another ‘toaster that I wanted to put here, but I can’t remember what it is/was, so I guess that I’ll just skip it. For now.

Song of the Day: My Prerogative, by Bobby Brown. This was playing at the gym this morning. It makes me laugh almost every time that I hear it because this was sort of my “theme song” when I was a freshman at Purdue (16/17-years old. Far from home. No restraints or supervision). Oh yeah… it was scarily fitting.

Namaste.