If the time it took me to get from the Kodak Theatre exit to the DeVries Lounge was any indication, my talk at the 140 Conference "How I Became a Zombie on Twitter" went pretty damned okay even if I had to face my fear of having my face projected on a ginormous screen. The events of the past 48 hours have been amazing and inspiring and thought-provoking. I have a stack of business cards and a slew of ideas that I need to sort through. Many thanks to everyone at Kodak - Tina, Mary, Jenny, and Kodak CMO Jeffrey Hayzlett.
In the meantime...check out my episode of Woke Up Dead written with series creator (and all-around good guy) John Fasano!
That's when the phone rang. I heard it, somewhere deep inside my brain. The movement of Will fumbling for his phone, the sharp intake of breath, the okay...and I knew. I didn't know who or when but I knew it was bad, and I was reaching for my glasses and my phone and almost walked out of the still-dark bedroom to grab my laptop to begin making arrangements when I realized that I hadn't said anything. I turned to him and reach out.
We made coffee and phone calls and flight reservations.
We needed something to do.
Will you come? he asked.
Of course, I said.
Dear Dad of Boy,
Thank you for being the best father-in-law a girl could have.
TONIGHT! We're going live for BetheBirthday. We're leaving the camera and the show totally open for our party guests to participate. Or not. Stay tuned from 7:30(ish) until whenever for madness, mayhem, or a blank screen because people are too scared to get their butts on camera.
But you guys, someone who I never thought in a million years would remember my birthday remembered my birthday.
Universal City Nissan!
They even sent me a card. With a certificate...for a coupon! So I clicked to print the coupon. What would it be? A free oil change? A car wash?
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No, it was another birthday certificate. With a coupon. That said click to print. My birthday present fro Universal City Nissan is a never-ending daisy chain of clicking to print goodness. You ay think that cruel...but what did your car dealership get you?
Remember a few months ago when I was asked to swing by the office to record some stunt moaning? Now you can SEE HEAR MY WORK. (BTW, I can't wait to see what fresh hell of SEO love that title will bring.)
Enjoy! (But with your pants ON, please.) Episode 1 of Woke Up Dead!
I had planned on making dinner last night - an actual dinner, with a protein that required marinating and vegetables that needed to be cut up and assembled into a salad - except that he had to stay later than normal at work.I scrapped dinner plans for a frozen pizza (but it's like, organic, the cheese produced from dairy cows that are milked by dewy-eyed virgins and such) and promised him that there would be Actual Dinner Tomorrow.
Actual dinner? he asked, much like a child would ask about Santa Claus.
Actual dinner, I replied. Greek chicken.
Greek salad, I continued.
I turned to face him. And that's as far greek as I go. (Link NSFW for language.)