Thursday, September 23, 2004

P.S.1

I learned about P.S.1 today while listening to an interview with Lori Anderson on WYNC. P.S.1 programming is basically an internet arts radio station. Pretty interesting mix of programming. Everything from audio performance art to lectures to stoner rock.

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Need any more reasons not to vote for Bush?

Do you think this ringing endorsement from Al Qaeda will make it up on the Bush website?

Saturday, September 18, 2004

Flushing the Buffers

I just spent two hours sorting and removing items from my wardrobe. Wardrobe isn't the right word because I don't think I have enough of a refined taste in men's apparel to have a wardrobe. Anyway I just donated to charity at least two-thirds of the clothes in my closet and drawers. It felt good. So good in fact that I'm probably going to continue the process in other areas of my life. The problem is that there is so much detritus accumulated in the various closets, cupboards, and corners of my life I have no idea where to begin. Work seems like the next logical step as that is an area giving me particular grief. Like some 40 year old Igby I feel like "I'm drowning in assholes". Things are so different than I imagined they would be when I started my own business over 5 years ago. All I wanted to do was consult, solve problems for people, and get paid. I was doing fine when I first started, then other people latched on and wanted to grow the thing into a consulting company. All I wanted to do was consult, solve problems for people, and get paid. Partnerships formed and collapsed. Lawsuits were filed and settled. Naively, new partnerships were formed. Things will be different this time. Yeah right. It's almost worse. No in fact it is worse. Yes, things must change and change soon. Where is that garbage bag?

Cab Ride With Bill

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Giocaching

I'm hooked.

Saturday, September 11, 2004

9 - 11

The other evening I was out with a friend in Manhattan. It was after a long day of meetings and we got together to have a few drinks and talk music. On my way home as I was exiting the Pavonia PATH station on the Jersey side I caught a glimpse of the Tribute in Lights. I stopped and stared for what must of been 5 minutes. I couldn't believe that it was September 11th again. I don't feel as numb as I normally do on this day. Life goes on I suppose. Maybe it's because I watched my son Luca score his first goal in a soccer game today. For me life goes on but for others it was shattered that day. I hope they find peace of mind this day and every other September 11th.