Miss Letting-Go-Getting

May 23, 2008, 9:13 pm
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(R)andom (A)wesomeness of the (W)eek…

1. “Embrace a Dignified Life”

My brilliant little brother graduated from college this past weekend. I used to change the kid’s diapers and felt much like a parent must as he received many honors and gushing compliments from faculty and friends. I was so proud. Now I am both incredibly excited and scared for him, as I know all to well what a nerve-wracking time of life this can be, leaving the warm cozy bubble of academia for the real world. The commencement speaker gave an amazing speech encouraging the graduates to “embrace a dignified life” and to always strive to work for the common good rather than money, power and position. “Embrace a dignified life”–I love that phrase–I’ve been thinking about it all week. Embrace a dignified life. I know my little bro will have no problem at all with that. Me, I’m a tryin’!

2. Comeback Kid James Frey/Suck-it Oprah

Remember when all the hub-bub happened around James Frey’s book A Million Little Pieces. Basically what was published as a memoir was proven to be largely fictionalized and chaos ensued. Oprah publicly crucified him, the publishers pulled his book off the shelves and then offered refunds. Memoir or not, I enjoyed his book and I dislike Oprah even more after she tore him to shreds on live television. Then I read thisVanity Fair article, which made me even more pissed at the publishers and Oprah. Now he’s got a new fiction book out, Bright Shiny Morning and it is getting awesome reviews. Congrats James Frey, suck it Oprah.

3. Carl Sagan–Guba

I posted the below video on Facebook awhile ago because it features one of my all-time favorite people Carl Sagan talking about the great library of Alexandria. My friend and fellow Sagan fan Mike directed me to this amazing link about how Sagan and his wife fell in love. Mike also directed me to GUBA a site that allows you to download all sorts of awesome video, including the complete series of Cosmos!

4. NetFlix Streaming Video Box

For $100 you can buy a streaming video box and watch your Netflix movies immediately on your television with a broadband connection. WANT IT NOW!


Another great find from my friend Mike (he’s like my dealer for fun and interesting web stuff), TEAL stands for Typo Eradication Advancement League. Check out their blog! Thanks for feeding my addiction Mike!

6. The President Gives Up Golf!

Golf? Golf! Ha! Grr! AAAAAHHHHHH! I hate George Bush! Like I often do, I’ll let Keith Olbermann express my anger…

7. On a lighter note–LOL

more cat pictures

8. Three Day Weekends Y’all!!

I’ll be spending mine drinking my friends Dan & Natalie’s new ho-made beer Phil’s Prrrtr with a bunch of crazy union organizers, biking out to the botanical gardens and general chillin with my peeps. Hope you enjoy yours!


Miss LGG


Miss LGG’s Summer Reading Program
May 19, 2008, 12:36 am
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Remember this…

Once upon a time, long, long ago I loved a man who rarely cracked a book open, well actually never cracked a book open. Fortunately, he was extremely skilled at cracking me up. In fact, I don’t think I stopped laughing until the very, very end of us, which made it easy to overlook this normally unforgivable deal breaker. I felt that maybe all he needed to get into reading was some good old motivation, so I started a “Book It” program just for him, in which if he read a certain number of books (they had to be at least 100 pages–no Choose Your Own Adventure allowed) he would get something a little more exciting than a personal pan pizza. I think he read four books–which was a monumental accomplishment for him, but certainly not prize worthy. Anyway, I’ve never needed motivation to read, but I do fondly remember the library summer reading programs of yore and I do feel a need to read with more purpose these days…so I’ve designed my own summer reading program.

The goal is:

  • Two books a week, eight books a month, 24 total.
  • 6  literary fiction, 6 non-fiction of any style, 6 genre fiction or Young Adult (sci-fi, romance, mystery, thriller), 6 classic

Here is my reading list compiled on the awesome book-sharing site Shelfari:

I haven’t decided what I will reward myself with if I complete the list…perhaps a stay at the Sylvia Beach Hotel, a hotel for book-lovers in beautiful Newport Oregon…

What are your reading goals for the summer?


Miss LGG

My Mother, My Weather Forecast
May 10, 2008, 5:42 pm
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“Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.” – James Joyce

I heart my wonderful mother and owe many many things to her- especially my love of theatre and art, books and writing, libraries and learning. I can’t ever thank her enough for giving me these wonderful gifts–which bring me so much joy, every single day. Also I thank her for a great appreciation for casseroles and shoes.

One of the best quirks of my mother is her unrelenting obsession with the weather. She has stated many times that she wishes she had been a meteorologist and has even christened herself “weather-mom.” Weather mom calls regularly with warnings about precipitation that may or may not be happening way, way, way in the future.

Example phone message…

“Hi, it’s weather mom, just wanted to tell you to keep an eye on the weather for your drive home in two weeks, they’re predicting two inches of snow along I-80.”

One week later…

“It’s weather mom again. I’m a little concerned. I’ve been watching the weather channel all day and now they’re talking about 2.5 inches next weekend. I think you’d better prepare yourself not to come home.”

I’ll take “weather mom” any day especially over the following:

For more mother’s day fun sure to make you appreciate your mumsy in all of her glory, with all of her quirks check out:

  • Postcardsfromyomomma submissions of funny and strange electronic correspondances between mother and child.
  • For a list of the best and worst mothers ever check out TIME’s piece.

Do something nice for your mom and always remember it could be much, much worse.


Miss LGG

Hyperlinked Conversation
May 8, 2008, 9:19 pm
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I love living in a hyperlinked world!

I love that I can have an e-mail discussion with a friend starting with this, leading to this and finally wrapping up with this and that.

I love having conversations that begin with government spending/revolution (French and Dance Dance) and end with unicorn covered Trapper Keepers.



Miss LGG

Miss LGG has…finished with her smoking
May 6, 2008, 6:28 am
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I totally stole that title from a new David Sedaris story in the May 5 issue of the New Yorker, coincidentally titled “Letting Go.” which I came across while flipping through the magazine on the train ride home tonight– pretty funny considering today was the deadline I had set for myself to quit smoking. I took it as a sign that the pack in my bag absolutely had to be the last…

“It’s one thing to give up smoking, and another to become a former smoker. That’s what I would be the moment I left the bar, and so I lingered awhile, looking at my garish disposable lighter and the crudded-up aluminum ashtray. When I eventually got up to leave, Hugh pointed out that I had five cigarettes left in my pack.

“Are you just going to leave them there on the table?”

I answered with a line I’d got years ago from a German woman. Her name was Tini Haffmans, and though she often apologized for the state of her English, I wouldn’t have wanted it to be any better. When it came to verb conjugation, she was beyond reproach, but every so often she’d get a word wrong. The effect was not a loss of meaning but a heightening of it. I once asked if her neighbor smoked, and she thought for a moment before saying, “Karl has . . . finished with his smoking.”

She meant, of course, that he had quit, but I much preferred her mistaken version. “Finished” made it sound as if he’d been allotted a certain number of cigarettes, three hundred thousand, say, delivered at the time of his birth. If he’d started a year later or smoked more slowly, he might still be at it, but, as it stood, he had worked his way to the last one, and then moved on with his life. This, I thought, was how I would look at it. Yes, there were five more Kool Milds in that particular pack, and twenty-six cartons stashed away at home, but those were extra—an accounting error. In terms of my smoking, I had just finished with it.”

Myself…I acquired the habit early on in college as a misguided means of proving that I was most definitely not the sweet, innocent, baby faced thing that many people took me for. I would delight in people saying “you don’t look like a smoker,” and I would think HA, fooled you. I am a smoker and I’m totally bad-ass. This cigarette in my hand clearly proves it. I know it’s stupid, but fuck-it–I’m nineteen and despite appearances, I’m tough and surly and you better not mess with me or I’ll…I’ll…burn you with my cigarette. What? It wasn’t long before I was in love with my addiction and anyone who gave me grief about it could bug off, they obviously didn’t understand.

Now I’m thirty-two, addicted once again, and smoking doesn’t make me feel so bad-ass anymore. It just feels…gross. Plus also, I hear it can kill you or something?

Oh my lovely little friends, this dirty nasty affair of ours must come to an end. I’m tired of breaking up with you only to get sucked back into an expensive and guilt-ridden relationship. I will miss you, but it’s sooo over. For good this time. For real.

I smoked one last deliciously disgusting cigarette while writing this post and flushed the remaining five (in the spirit of the story) down the toilet. I’m not going to lie to you–it made me sad to see them go, but I am determined to do this. It’s definitely time to do this. I have finished with my smoking.


Miss LGG

P.S. To my friends who still smoke, I will never judge or abandon you.  Just don’t let me talk you into giving me a cigarette.  I’m real good at that.

Almost a librarian!
May 2, 2008, 7:47 am
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Five semesters down, one more to go and I am a full-fledged librarian! Look out world!

What I learned this semester in a nutshell…

  • Lots of people don’t read (Literacy and Library Involvement)
  • Lots of people don’t know how to read (Literacy and Library Involvement)
  • Read to your kids dammit (Literacy and Library Involvement)
  • Lots of people who do read like to read romance novels and the impossibly prolific James Patterson (Reader’s Advisory)
  • I shouldn’t judge people for reading romance novels or the impossibly prolific James Patterson (Reader’s Advisory)
  • My life these days closely resembles that of a character in a chick-lit novel (my least favorite genre), sans the fancy shoes and high-power career (Reader’s Advisory)
  • I shouldn’t judge myself for my chick-lit novel resembling life (Therapy)
  • I should spend more money on shoes (Random note to self)
  • I really need to take a break (Therapy)

I have decided to take the summer off to process all of this.

Let the bike riding, camping, vacation taking and guilt free relaxin’ ensue!


Miss LGG

The week in which I decide to live up to my name
May 1, 2008, 5:26 am
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It has been an eventful week, to say the least. Saw some art and saw a ghost, a tall balding ghost who looked much like someone I used to know. It was a brief sighting in which the ghost saw me and turned away quickly, new love in tow and in which I saw him and ran away quickly with heart pounding, eyes brimming, good friend in tow. I looked back once and made eye contact with the girl, THE GIRL, the girl, THAT GIRL and in that millisecond of a moment, among many things, I felt raging jealousy and searing pain and maybe, just maybe, a tiny bit sorry for her. See, a very long time ago, the ghost once did the very same thing to me. Turned me away oh-so-quickly from the last girl and I knew what he was doing, just like I know this girl knew what he was doing. Perhaps it will be different for this girl, but that’s really no matter of mine. No matter of mine at all.

I am after all, Miss LGG. Right?



Miss LGG, dammit.