November 13, 2007 by
I’m sure many have speculated how long I would last without a TV. I’m a communications person with roots in public affairs. Wouldn’t I miss spin? Netflix? Or at the very least, Sponge Bob reruns?
Yes, yes, and yes. My fall off the wagon began with my stereo receiver. It had served me well, but it was time for replacement. My receiver was the gateway component back to the dark side of television. It was HDMI compliant. It was lonely and needed accessories to fill its many input jacks in the back.
I immediately welcomed a 1080p HD TV and a Sony Blu-ray to my receiver. They are getting along nicely. The sound is amazing. The picture is beautiful.
The Netflix arrive Wednesday and cable guy is coming in another week. Soon I’ll be reunited with Keith Olbermann. I’ve read a lot of books and listened to a lot of podcasts. It’s time to get reacquainted with my sofa – just in time for “winter.”
November 02, 2007 by
Why is it when I tell people I can be shy, they grab their stomach and double over laughing? Honestly, it took all I could to approach the Barney’s Beanery guy, give him my card, and ask him to call.
The man called. We agreed to go back to the scene of the crime and meet for a beer. I got there early on purpose because, yes, I was nervous and wanted to get a head start on the beer. I realized it had been ages since I’d gone into a date with little-to-no information. At least with set-ups, or online dating, you have some background information to go on.
We met and everything was fine. He’s a writer and filmmaker, so we had no shortage of conversation. We traded bad date stories, bitched about aspects of LA, and shared a lot of laughs. It was an incredibly normal and fun night. Technically, the evening was unblogable because he didn’t do anything ridiculous like some of the colossal tools I’ve been out with. He even asked if he could create his own blog pseudonym. How’s that for creative collaboration?!
I’m on deck for a second date, but even if that never happens and this ended up being a one off, I now know that I can conquer my own shyness and meet men the old-fashioned way, in bars.