Wednesday, September 28, 2005

I hate my sinuses

I hate my sinuses. I really do.

And lately, as the weather is starting to change, I'm starting to think that they hate me, too.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Oh, what a week

This week has been insane - bouncing back and forth between Detroit and Lansing for work; plus taking care of dozen different details for Detroit Synergy.

This past Thursday was Preservation Wayne's Honor Awards. I was one of the nominees in the Lucy Hamilton Education Honor Award (for my documentary on the Book-Cadillac Hotel). I didnt' win, but it was still a very cool evening.

I'll post more photos and pics later. For now, here's a quick pic of me with gang from Friends of the Belle Isle Aquarium.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

I'm In Love

Yes, I'm in love. Or at least severly infatuated.

Melissa Theuriau is a French television reporter and arguably one of the most beautiful women I've even seen in my life. I'm sure there is some way in which she is less than perfect. I just can't seem to figure it out.

Oh, wait - I got it - she lives a couple thousand miles away from me.

*sigh*

Please excuse me while I run off to my local bookstore for some French language books.

Friday, September 09, 2005

All Hail the PR Co-Chair

Quick Note: As of yesterday evening, I am now the public relations co-chair for Detroit Synergy. The three year old organization is obviously on hard times when they're willing to let someone like me grab a portion of the helm.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

"Skipper!"

Bob Denver, who played Gilligan 0n Gilligan's Island, passed away today at the age of 70 after suffering from cancer.

Where ever you are, Bob, here's hoping your know how much joy you brought into the lives of everyone. Your show was cancelled by a myoptic television network in 1967, but it found an unending life in the era of re-runs and syndication.

Your jokes are still funny and you still bring joy to my life everytime I catch a moment of your show.

Let them eat cake

Okay - it really seems like former First Lady Barbara Bush is trying to be the Marie Antoinette of the 21st Century.

When she was reacting to the plight of those who lost everything in New Orleans, and were now being relocated to Houston, Texas, she said, "And so many of the people in the arena here, you know, were underprivileged anyway, so this--this (she chuckles slightly) is working very well for them."

Excuse me?!?

They have just lost everything they own and have generally been through hell. No matter how hospitable the good people of Houston are, there is really no way that it could ever work out well for them; I don't care how underprivileged they were.

Truly dispicable.

http://www.editorandpublisher.com/eandp/news/article_display.jsp?vnu_content_id=1001054719

One of the most heart-breaking things

This is the tail end of an interview with Aaron Broussard, President of Jefferson Parish in Louisianna. It is one of the most heart-breaking things I have ever seen or heard in my life.

http://www.michaelmoore.com/_images/splash/aaron_broussard2.mov (requires a Quick Time player).

Monday, September 05, 2005

So Tacky, Yet So Funny

I just found the "Shoot bin Laden" game on-line. It is oh-so-very-tacky and yet oh-so-very-funny. http://www.danstoys.com/mod.htm

My high score is 5,800.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

RIP - Chief Justice William Rehnquist

As I scroll through the news this evening, I learn that William Rehnquist, Chief Justice of the U.S. Supreme Court, has passed away after his battle with cancer. He was 80 years old and had lived a remarkable life.

I was always impressed by the fact that, even after he was diagnosed and had reached a point in his life where no one would possibly fault him for retiring, he hung in there and continued serving on the Court.

There can be no doubt that with two vacancies on the Court, there will be a considerable amount of commotion in the U.S. Senate as everyone wrangles over who should fill his shoes. Whoever the President nominates, and however the Senate responds, this person will have some impressive shoes to fill.

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Mike's Letter

Michael Moore published an open letter to President George W. Bush on his web site. I think it's absolutely hysterical in its tone and terrifying in its accuracy.

Vacation is Over... an open letter from Michael Moore to George W. Bush

Friday, September 2nd, 2005

Dear Mr. Bush:

Any idea where all our helicopters are? It's Day 5 of Hurricane Katrina and thousands remain stranded in New Orleans and need to be airlifted. Where on earth could you have misplaced all our military choppers? Do you need help finding them? I once lost my car in a Sears parking lot. Man, was that a drag.

Also, any idea where all our national guard soldiers are? We could really use them right now for the type of thing they signed up to do like helping with national disasters. How come they weren't there to begin with?

Last Thursday I was in south Florida and sat outside while the eye of Hurricane Katrina passed over my head. It was only a Category 1 then but it was pretty nasty. Eleven people died and, as of today, there were still homes without power. That night the weatherman said this storm was on its way to New Orleans. That was Thursday! Did anybody tell you? I know you didn't want to interrupt your vacation and I know how you don't like to get bad news. Plus, you had fundraisers to go to and mothers of dead soldiers to ignore and smear. You sure showed her!

I especially like how, the day after the hurricane, instead of flying to Louisiana, you flew to San Diego to party with your business peeps. Don't let people criticize you for this -- after all, the hurricane was over and what the heck could you do, put your finger in the dike?

And don't listen to those who, in the coming days, will reveal how you specifically reduced the Army Corps of Engineers' budget for New Orleans this summer for the third year in a row. You just tell them that even if you hadn't cut the money to fix those levees, there weren't going to be any Army engineers to fix them anyway because you had a much more important construction job for them -- BUILDING DEMOCRACY IN IRAQ!

...

The remainder of his letter is at http://michaelmoore.com/words/message/index.php?id=183

I have some serious issues

Okay - so last night I'm enjoying a comfortable evening at the Toy Chest. There's a cold Sam Adams in my hand. The Lions are on TV and they're winning. And a half dozen or so women are around me gyrating in nothing more than a g-string.

You would have to pretty much think that my life simply couldn't get much better at that point. Ordinarily, I'd have to agree.

But then it happened.

The commerical that I worked on for the Michigan Credit Union League came on TV.

It was the one with a distinguished looking gentleman, walking through his local credit union as he talks about how great it is in comparision to a traditional bank.

I found myself pointing towards the television and exclaiming, "Hey! I worked on that commericial."

The dancer who was closest to me just looked at me and smiled. Somehow, I doubt she heard what I said over the music and noise. She just smiled and then started twirling around on the pole.

For a few moments, though, all of the young, gyrating naked women meant nothing to me. I forgot about my beer and even about the football game.

For that one moment, it was all about the commerical that I worked on six months earlier, which was now on the TV screen.

Clearly, I have some serious issues to work through.

Friday, September 02, 2005

Video Blog from New Orleans

I saw this and it just blew me away. It's a video blog from New Orleans: http://current.tv/blog/items/401941.htm

Thursday, September 01, 2005

New Orleans Dreaming

As I watch coverage of the almost never-ending misery in New Orleans, my keeps wondering back to the Big Easy and nearby Mississippi.

I think about my trip to New Orleans in 1995. I remember my flight down there being diverted through Houston because of a hurricane. I also remember driving along the highway in Louisiana, seeing signs along the side of the road marked "Hurricane Evacuation Route."

I think about Stacey Breaux who, even though we never met face-to-face, was kind enough to design my production company's web site. There's a note on her site that it will be back soon with new images. That note was put up before the hurricane hit. I hope the site, and more importantly her, are indeed back soon.

I realize that it's odd to think about someone and their web site interchangeably. Almost cold and callous, I admit. I suppose it's what happens when you mostly know someone from email.

Life in the 21st century, I suppose.

I also think about a guy I met at a barbarque a couple of months ago, who lives in the Garden District of New Orleans. I ask around, but no one has heard from him.

I think about Tiffany Boyte from Clinton, Mississippi. She's another one of the folks that I know primary from my on-line life. Still, I know her well enough to say that she has an amazing amount of talent and a bright future ahead of her.

I think about everyone from HRI in New Orleans; having worked with them to try saving the former Statler Hilton Hotel in Detroit.

These are the people I know that have had their life ripped apart by Hurricane Katrina. I haven't been able to talk with any of them and probably won't be able to quite some time. I miss them.