3.31.2010
won't have a title ...
blog posts from my blackberry will not have a title ... i think we can deal, right?
it can all change in a blink of an eye
driving home tonight, i saw the aftermath of a suv vs a skateboarder. it might be the worst thing i have ever seen in my life ... well, sans the dead guy in new orleans, but that is another story entirely.
i wasn't going to stop, but something deep inside told me that i should ... and while it was very difficult to see what i saw, i'm glad i stopped.
as i got out of my car, the skateboarder's wife drove up on the scene with her two-year old son in the backseat of their car. you can only imagine how horrifying it was to witness her realizing that the victim was her husband.
but, i am a firm believer in that you are in certain places at certain times for a reason. i've never met the woman before, nor do i think i'll ever see her again, but in that moment, she and her son were all that mattered in this world. another stranger and i comforted her, moved her car and then i talked to her mother-in-law on the phone to arrange for her to come and pick up her grandson. it was second nature. once the grandson was safe and the woman was set to ride in the ambulance with her husband, i went home. there was nothing more to do.
again, i don't know why i stopped, but whatever compelled me to do so and then lend a hand gives me hope that most people in this world are truly good people. it's too bad the dirtbags steal the limelight and make us forget just why we're all here.
i wasn't going to stop, but something deep inside told me that i should ... and while it was very difficult to see what i saw, i'm glad i stopped.
as i got out of my car, the skateboarder's wife drove up on the scene with her two-year old son in the backseat of their car. you can only imagine how horrifying it was to witness her realizing that the victim was her husband.
but, i am a firm believer in that you are in certain places at certain times for a reason. i've never met the woman before, nor do i think i'll ever see her again, but in that moment, she and her son were all that mattered in this world. another stranger and i comforted her, moved her car and then i talked to her mother-in-law on the phone to arrange for her to come and pick up her grandson. it was second nature. once the grandson was safe and the woman was set to ride in the ambulance with her husband, i went home. there was nothing more to do.
again, i don't know why i stopped, but whatever compelled me to do so and then lend a hand gives me hope that most people in this world are truly good people. it's too bad the dirtbags steal the limelight and make us forget just why we're all here.
first and foremost
if blogspot had a fabulous, blackberry interface like twitter, i'd be posting all day long ... wtf?
2.14.2010
look closely
www.textsfromlastnight.com
i have a feeling that i might be posting on this site in the very near future. or have i already? :-)
i have a feeling that i might be posting on this site in the very near future. or have i already? :-)
occupational hazard
i sleep in so many hotels each month that i forgot where my own bathroom was last night ... now that's just sad ...
2.10.2010
crossroads
the past week has been filled with major, noteworthy and somewhat unexpected changes. it's strange how one person's decision can start a ripple effect that causes life-changing decisions to be made.
if everything falls in line and makes sense, could I really live in philadelphia?
if everything falls in line and makes sense, could I really live in philadelphia?
odd
I find it strange that a purchase of red bull cola today prompted a pepcid coupon to spit out with my receipt. Even so, I would love to be a part of those marketing meetings!
2.05.2010
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9.12.2009
good idea?
i am wondering just how smart it is to be texting Jerry song requests at the wedding ... they may think he's going through another mid-life crisis
8.28.2009
bizarre
I go to Chicago - John Hughes dies
I go to Boston - Ted Kennedy dies
I go to New York - Dominick Dunne AND DJ AM die
All I have to say is that Michael Vick better watch his back ... I was just in Philly
I go to Boston - Ted Kennedy dies
I go to New York - Dominick Dunne AND DJ AM die
All I have to say is that Michael Vick better watch his back ... I was just in Philly
anxiety - black eyed peas
I don't fear none of my enemies
And I don't fear bullets from Uzis
I've been dealing with something thats worse than these
That'll make you fall to your knees
and that's the
The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety
And I don't fear bullets from Uzis
I've been dealing with something thats worse than these
That'll make you fall to your knees
and that's the
The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety
8.27.2009
travel musings
it's no secret that air travel security has evolved dramatically post 9/11 and after the thwarted terrorist attack in the UK several summers ago.
i play the game ... i participate in airport security theater almost every week. i don't feel any safer since 9/11 ... and certainly not since the usa went to what seems to be a permanent orange status. but, i take off my shoes, segregate my electronics, put my laptop in its own tub and smoosh my less than 3-oz liquids into a quart sized baggie so i can go to work.
homeland security is the result of 9/11 ... a desperate attempt to regain control on a seemingly out of control situation ... but how did they forget about the about trains?
i recently rode the acela from boston to new york and then new york to philly a couple of days later. no one checked my government issued identification against my ticket ... i didn't pass through a metal detector ... i didn't segregate my liquids ... and i took all of my baggage onto the train with me.
am i the only one that sees how wide open this leaves us for another attack? if we're going to stage security theater, then we need to do it and do it right. or give up and realize that there is no absolute control to be had and that everyday we wake up alive is a gift?
i play the game ... i participate in airport security theater almost every week. i don't feel any safer since 9/11 ... and certainly not since the usa went to what seems to be a permanent orange status. but, i take off my shoes, segregate my electronics, put my laptop in its own tub and smoosh my less than 3-oz liquids into a quart sized baggie so i can go to work.
homeland security is the result of 9/11 ... a desperate attempt to regain control on a seemingly out of control situation ... but how did they forget about the about trains?
i recently rode the acela from boston to new york and then new york to philly a couple of days later. no one checked my government issued identification against my ticket ... i didn't pass through a metal detector ... i didn't segregate my liquids ... and i took all of my baggage onto the train with me.
am i the only one that sees how wide open this leaves us for another attack? if we're going to stage security theater, then we need to do it and do it right. or give up and realize that there is no absolute control to be had and that everyday we wake up alive is a gift?
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