Today is kind of a dreary day in the old Midwest and I am feeling a little down. Usually I love days where it is raining or dark out, but today? Not so much. As a personal attempt to reverse my Debbie Downer state, I have spent part of my morning flipping between working and looking for good fall clips on YouTube (clearly my priorities are in line). A fail proof method to get me to laugh, is bearing witness to a great fall. Thus far, here are the fruits of my labor.
I drunk dial, text, email, etc. Basically, when over-served, I should just be isolated to a room with a bed and, if I have behaved myself, maybe a television. I like late night infomercials. And now, by late night, I mean like 1:00 AM. A gal’s got to get her beauty sleep. Otherwise, I am a down right terror.
Personally, I feel as though texting and phone calls while inebriated can be acceptable. Unless you are like I am and tend to get just a wee bit on the inappropriate side.
Regardless, it is so easy to shrug off. The mobile phone is just so readily available! Hell, you can even go as far as to blame them on someone else (as long as you don’t leave a message or give away tell-tale details). Usually, I have to admit guilt. But emails are a whole different ball game. You have to go to a computer, sign-in and pick out who your victims will be.
As I mentioned before, when I lost my iphone in a cab one night and when I couldn’t find the mobile phone, I went immediately to the computer. There was a land line, but I was a woman on a mission. I had to try and get a hold of those randomly selected individuals at 3:30 AM on a Saturday.
Had Mail Goggles, a new lab feature google is launching, been available I could have saved myself from sending a mass email to friends (some new friends at the time) informing them that they could call me on my land line (which I failed to remember at the time I was sending said email) in case of emergency. I signed it “I love you all.” So creepy.
You indicate what times you would like this feature to activate and then you don’t have to think about it. According to the Official Gmail Blog, the default time is between 10:00 PM and 4:00 AM on Fridays and Saturdays.
As my friend Liz pointed out, one would have to answer a few questions asked by Mail Goggles before they allowed you to officially send your email. However, I looked and they are mathematical questions. I don’t care how drunk I am, math has never been my strong suit.
Now, if only they could figure out something like that for my text messages….
Because he is the only person on television who manages to capture the frustration of forward-thinking Americans every night on his hour-long broadcast.
Because he manages to be bold without being brash, insightful, inspiring and doesn’t shy away from being totally and utterly outraged when appropriate.
Because he calls John McCain on his bullshit and on his willingness to allow racism permeate and disease his campaign. I guess desperate times, desperate measures is the name of the game in the McCain campaign – at least we have Olbermann.
Here he is at his very best, yesterday evening. By the way, in a nod to my conservative friends, I objectively fact-checked this article. You can rest assured that everything Mr. Olbermann asserts in correct and easily found within other news sources.
Here is the link: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3036677/#27188417
Because I do. Every time “Back to Life” comes on the radio and I begin to internally praise the musical genius that is Soul II Soul, I ask why is there not more of a hit list with this fabulous musical ensemble?
I mean, tell me you don’t get a little excited during the “however do you want me? however do you need me?” catchy riff.
My morning ritual of watching The Today Show, drinking coffee and replying to emails has become an exercise in full-blown anxiety. And when Matt Lauer doesn’t make you feel better about the state of the world, I don’t know what will. With soaring gas prices, sinking home values, failing banks, unemployment figures on the rise, Sarah Palin actually being one step away from the White House and oh yeah, the fact that the Dow seems to be in a permanent free fall, things are scary out there. So scary in fact that some mornings I’d like to just roll over, pull the covers up, close my eyes and hope it goes all away. Unfortunately for me, I have the utterly inconvenient task of making a living to attend to and spending my morning in bed watching Regis and Kelly is not a part of my job description. Sometimes we all need a little motivation in the morning and here is what keeping me going:
Reasons to get out of bed in the morning:
1. It is fall. Okay, fall in Phoenix is not exactly the picturesque scene one might imagine. But it isn’t 110 degrees outside, I can wear a long sleeve t-shirt without dying of heat exhaustion and I wore boots last night. That, my friends, is worth celebrating.
2. With fall comes pumpkins and with pumpkins comes pumpkin pie and in tandem, the only time it is socially acceptable to take home a pumpkin pie along with your weekly groceries. You know, because you might be having people over for dinner or something. Or maybe just yourself for dinner.
3. Sex. You might not be having any at all, but the possibility of having some is worth waking up…and shaving your legs for.
4. The fabulously good looking man I see at Starbucks every morning. I don’t know what he does, but I’m pretty sure he has an Australian accent and I’ve since created a fantasy life for him. It is worth noting that his profession of secret agent allows him an awful lot of free time to spend drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. At the risk of embarrassing myself, a glimpse of him is sometimes the only reason to wake up.
5. On the subject of fabulously good looking men, Daniel Craig is alive, well and sharing the planet with us. There is a small, but present chance in running into him.
6. My online shopping addiction means a package could arrive at my door today. I know Suze Orman would literally crucify me, a young professional with credit cards, no mortgage, no real assets, spending money frivolously on fashion, but let me plead my case. Is there a better thrill than coming home from a long day at work and finding a giant UPS box deliciously encasing your new boots from shopbop.com? I think not. And that’s why I must disagree respectfully with Ms. Orman. Yes, I am young, yes, I am fabulous and shit, yes, I am broke, but clothes make my life. They inspire me, they make me feel like me and my half hour of putting together my outfit in the morning is my favorite part of the day (unless of course, I’m having a fat day. In which case, you should stay away from me). So, I say, I choose debt Suze, I choose no assets, I choose shopplanetblue.com, Gilt Group and all the rest, and most importantly, I choose Anna Sui. Because if her fall 2008 line isn’t worth getting up and out of bed for, then I have very little to live for.
The short list: I get up for good coffee, the possibility of laughter, my great friends, Adam Carolla on the radio and the realization that if I survived junior high, I can survive anything. Especially since the money that I could have invested in the stock market was instead invested in my closet…I’m better off than someone who worked at Lehman. Whew!
Here’s my new favorite song (yet another great reason to get up):
![Four in a Row [Explored]](http://static.flickr.com/7018/6782703137_25b3b3b811_t.jpg "Four in a Row [Explored]")
