I Have a Stalker!

Okay, so maybe not exactly a stalker.

I'm not sure if talking about me on his blog, or friendster messaging me 4 times (plus a comment and a friend request) in a 5 hour period counts as stalking. I mean, I guess it could actually be not creepy at all that he googled me and then referenced his findings in aforementioned friendster messages.

See, it's only really even notable when you understand the extent of our acquaintance:
Me: Hello, Welcome! My name is Lee.
Creepyish Guy: Hi my name is XXXXX
Me: Great, drinks are upstairs, feel free to order, and it's nice to meet you.
CG: Blah blah...
Me: (Moving onto someone else) Hello, Welcome!...

I mean, I guess I'm making a big deal out of nothing. Lord knows, I've probably googled you, and rest assured, I don't have the energy to stalk anyone.

It's true, I wouldn't find it creepy if he were a broad-shouldered, attractive successful guy. Because then it would be flattering, and a little bit satisfying in that 'I may have a boyfriend, but I still got it' kind of way, of course.

What's really odd/funny/scary is that there's this person out there. Not because he's giving a lot of thought to someone he's barely met, but rather, that he's bold enough to admit it. I mean, when I webstalk someone (not that I ever have...er...) I go out of my way to never show it. You know, like, "Oh I had no idea you were running for president, Barack, tell me more about yourself" kinda thing.

Anyway, if it sounds like I'm paying unneeded amounts of attention to a rather trivial subject, it's because it's rare that I have anything in common with Gisele Bundchen. It may not be Tom Brady, but it's something.

And, let's be honest, everything I write about is trivial.

In Odd News

I know it's been a while, but I'm a lazy bucket of pudge, I am.

Have you ever sat in the middle of a phonebanking session and had the unsuppressable urge to say inappropriate things to the strangers whose dinner you're interrupting?

Of course not. Because you, unlike me, probably have the good sense to go home to your warm house and welcoming family after a tiring day at work.

And you probably never talk to strangers. Especially during dinner.

It's a crazy thing what politics will do to a girl. Look, only a very few people actually want the job of being tele-marketer. It's thankless, you get hung up on, or worse, are forced to hear about Mr. Bennett's gout, etc. etc. And after one horrific experience, you have to pick up the phone, and just ask for another. Do you ever wonder how many tele-marketers walk up to whatever executive sits closest to their office half way through a terrible day and flick them off?

I hope it's a lot, because I was phone banking. For free! As in, I got paid zero for giving up my evening to call strangers, yes, over dinner. (I did get a couple slices of fairly decent pizza, however) And it either takes a masochistic person, or one with a lot of patience and fortitude (in short- not me).

In the middle of the phone banking session, when I was sitting there listen to Mr. Ardent Republican from Indiana talk about why the Crazy Left is ruining this Great Country with their quest for freedom ("Why can Muslims still wear head-scarves? Why!? How can I be expected to feel safe when little brown girls are allowed to wear head scarves to my son's headstart class?") I responded "*&(@#*$ you and your (*&@#$ (*&@#$ (*&@#$@." He of course immediately recognized that Democrats had the balls to call him out on his *@&^#$, and promised me his vote.

Actually, that didn't happen. But, I've been hung up on too many times to care.

Hillary Clinton is running for president. Okay, so I'm a woman, and I appreciate what it would mean should Clinton win. I'm also willing to say, I think she'd make a fine president - perhaps loosed of the shackles of ruthless ambition, she can actually become who she was when she first came onto the national political scene.

So why do I support Barack in these early campaign days? It's not that I don't think Hillary would win - I just don't think she can inspire. Much like Al Gore found his inspirational voice after his reformation into a green activist, I don't think this is the role that Hillary Clinton can inspire the masses (or even part of the masses) in. Barack Obama, on the other hand, so far appears to shine on the national stage. He seems reasonable, smart, and most importantly a breath of the proverbial fresh air.

Either way, there are some serious heavy hitters in the Democratic field, so this should be a fun 93 weeks.

I Just Wanted to Point Out

Did You Hear?

We all hoped knew he would try and run. I guess it remains to be seen if he can win against the Clinton machine, and the winner of the contest on the right. (John McCain, presumably?)

More on why I heart Obama in a bit...

Why I want a Mac

1. It is cuter than a furry rabbit
2. It matches my white furniture
3. So I can easily sync to my future iphone
4. Then I, too, can be a hipster in a coffee shop around Astor Place
5. I have a Toshiba. It stinks.

A Good Great Speech

Ever want to get misty eyed? Inspired? Reminded of our sordid history? Reminded that even when you're 72, you probably will not be nearly as good of an orator as this person was at 34?

Happy MLK Day

And Happy Birthday Smelly!

Things I Missed Blogging About

1. The iphone is reallllly cool.

2. Britney Spears found a k-fed clone.

3. George W. Bush demonstrated his stubborn-ness

4. Gerald Ford thought Mr. Overrated was incompetent and Slick Willy was overrated

Sorry I was so lazy folks, it has been a long week.

Vegas Baby

Off to Las Vegas to eat, drink, and meet 147,00 big geeks at the Consumer Electronics Show.

Most people (at least most people that are remotely knowledgeable about those sorts of things) think that the big theme of this year (as it was last year, and possibly the year before that) is home networking. There are a lot - and trust me, I get the publicity emails- of companies working on moving entertainment around our homes. So far, no one's succeeded completely, that is, in a range that most 'consumers' can afford.

Either way, it looks like plain old box selling companies, like the one that employs me, are out of vogue for now. People already have their digital cameras, they have their laptop, and an AirPort, and the 42 inch LCD tv. Some of them even have Tivo, and Sonos and surroundsound speakers. But who's going to help them make it easy? The manufacturers aren't, that's for sure - they're too keen on owning the experience, so you hear things like "Only connects to other products made by[Large Japanese Company]" or "You've already used up your site licenses."

Well, off I go.

Happy 2007!

Wishing you health and happiness for the season.

P