*Thanks, Brie, for pointing this out. :)
6.03.2010
Free Professor Peter Erlinder
If you don't mind, please consider taking a moment to help out the father of a friend's fiance...
Peter Erlinder, law professor at William Mitchell Law School in Saint Paul, Minnesota, long time human rights advocate and Lead Defense Counsel for the International Criminal Tribunal on Rwanda, was arrested by Rwandan Authorities the morning of Friday, May 28. Prof. Erlinder is a human rights lawyer, president of the defense lawyers' association at the Tribunal and past-President of the National Lawyers Guild.
Please contact your Congressional delegation and tell them to do whatever they can to secure his release.
Peter Erlinder, law professor at William Mitchell Law School in Saint Paul, Minnesota, long time human rights advocate and Lead Defense Counsel for the International Criminal Tribunal on Rwanda, was arrested by Rwandan Authorities the morning of Friday, May 28. Prof. Erlinder is a human rights lawyer, president of the defense lawyers' association at the Tribunal and past-President of the National Lawyers Guild.
Please contact your Congressional delegation and tell them to do whatever they can to secure his release.
- Huff-Post article.
- More information on this here: Facebook
- Interview with Peter's daughter at about 26:30.
- Statement from the ABA.
- Contact information for the U.S. Ambassador to Rwanda. (To call Rwanda from the USA/Canada, dial 011 + 250 + phone number.)
6.02.2010
Too much
I don't want to capture every idea that pops up in my head. Not only would it eat up a ton of precious time that should be spent on actually executing ideas, it shows a lack of confidence in your ability to generate new ideas when you have the free time to spend on them.
GTD is haunting me, at the moment. I can't seem to go a week without someone mentioning it.
I'm also a cranky pants, as it's fiscal close time at UCLA. Busy busy busy.
GTD is haunting me, at the moment. I can't seem to go a week without someone mentioning it.
I'm also a cranky pants, as it's fiscal close time at UCLA. Busy busy busy.
Bubble Girl
Maybe I need to resort to more extreme measures to avoid getting sick.
(As an aside, I feel like I'm the only person who really enjoyed Bubble Boy. Oh well.)
6.01.2010
Nice lawn. Now what?
Kentucky was ... interesting.
Our transfer flight from Atlanta to Lexington was canceled at the very last minute, so Muse and I decided to rent a sexy and glamorous Ford Focus and drive through the night to see his little sis (and through Georgia, Tennessee, and Kentucky, for that matter). First of all, I have never seen so many abandoned cars, 24-hour firework stands, and Cracker Barrels in all my life. Not to mention thirty foot glowing crosses. Second, WOW is Kentucky meticulously manicured. Very green, very white-fencey. Despite spending a full day and night traveling, I had a great time chatting with Muse and giggling at the overabundance of country music on the local radio stations.
We got to our hotel at about 6 a.m. local time. Man, we were sleepy. I scarfed down some breakfast and passed out just in time for birthday callers to start in on Muse. Eventually I managed to drag myself out of bed and grab coffee with little sis. Seeing her was awesome and it was very cool to check out where she works. I can see why she loves it there. Give her a Starbucks and lots of horses and she's happy with life. :)
I could be wrong, but it seems that Southern hospitality is a myth. Perhaps I just ran into the wrong folks, but virtually all of the people I met (primarily in customer service roles) were standoffish and even a bit rude. One stand out exception was the night desk manager at the Holiday Inn Express. He. Was. Awesome.
Unfortunately our luggage (and my camera) lagged behind us, as Delta did not allow us to retrieve our bags from the canceled flight. When I finally had the thing in my hot little hands, it ran out of batteries. I took very few photos on the trip. :-/
Brace for blurry, tilted shots from my mobile's camera (the vast majority of the state looks like the first picture):
Our transfer flight from Atlanta to Lexington was canceled at the very last minute, so Muse and I decided to rent a sexy and glamorous Ford Focus and drive through the night to see his little sis (and through Georgia, Tennessee, and Kentucky, for that matter). First of all, I have never seen so many abandoned cars, 24-hour firework stands, and Cracker Barrels in all my life. Not to mention thirty foot glowing crosses. Second, WOW is Kentucky meticulously manicured. Very green, very white-fencey. Despite spending a full day and night traveling, I had a great time chatting with Muse and giggling at the overabundance of country music on the local radio stations.
We got to our hotel at about 6 a.m. local time. Man, we were sleepy. I scarfed down some breakfast and passed out just in time for birthday callers to start in on Muse. Eventually I managed to drag myself out of bed and grab coffee with little sis. Seeing her was awesome and it was very cool to check out where she works. I can see why she loves it there. Give her a Starbucks and lots of horses and she's happy with life. :)
I could be wrong, but it seems that Southern hospitality is a myth. Perhaps I just ran into the wrong folks, but virtually all of the people I met (primarily in customer service roles) were standoffish and even a bit rude. One stand out exception was the night desk manager at the Holiday Inn Express. He. Was. Awesome.
Unfortunately our luggage (and my camera) lagged behind us, as Delta did not allow us to retrieve our bags from the canceled flight. When I finally had the thing in my hot little hands, it ran out of batteries. I took very few photos on the trip. :-/
Brace for blurry, tilted shots from my mobile's camera (the vast majority of the state looks like the first picture):
5.19.2010
Good girlfriend
My boyfriend's birthday is coming up this weekend. We'll spend it in Kentucky visiting his amazing little sister. She secured a rather prestigious equine vet internship and I am very, very proud of her. :)
I have to say that shopping for Muse is rough. If he wants something, he goes out and gets it. (Thank goodness he doesn't want much, otherwise we'd be broke.) I convinced him to pull together an Amazon wishlist, but not many of the items were fun. I had to improvise.
Gift one: The Watchmen. He found the movie rather off-putting (what with the gigantic glowing blue genitals and all - Google it yourself if you're that interested), but is curious to explore the world of graphic novels.
Gift two: Comic Book Tattoo. Muse's favorite female musician is Tori Amos. The book is an award-winning collection of stories based off of her lyrics (written by a variety of authors).
Upcoming anniversary gift: Lakers tickets. Sure, our anniversary isn't until November, but these things are really hard to get a hold of. Presents for him are hard to figure out, so I suck at keeping them a secret*.
* He doesn't read my blog, interestingly enough. He says it makes him feel like a creepy voyeur. The secret spilling happens when I blurt it out excitedly.
I have to say that shopping for Muse is rough. If he wants something, he goes out and gets it. (Thank goodness he doesn't want much, otherwise we'd be broke.) I convinced him to pull together an Amazon wishlist, but not many of the items were fun. I had to improvise.
Gift one: The Watchmen. He found the movie rather off-putting (what with the gigantic glowing blue genitals and all - Google it yourself if you're that interested), but is curious to explore the world of graphic novels.
Gift two: Comic Book Tattoo. Muse's favorite female musician is Tori Amos. The book is an award-winning collection of stories based off of her lyrics (written by a variety of authors).
Upcoming anniversary gift: Lakers tickets. Sure, our anniversary isn't until November, but these things are really hard to get a hold of. Presents for him are hard to figure out, so I suck at keeping them a secret*.
* He doesn't read my blog, interestingly enough. He says it makes him feel like a creepy voyeur. The secret spilling happens when I blurt it out excitedly.
5.10.2010
Musings and happenings
Some of this weekend was great.
Some of it was productive. (I'm excited that Chanpory has started posting again after a long hiatus.)
Some of it was introspective.
- I felt good enough to voluntarily go for a hike.
- I walked Cheeto.
- I had my first official press junket experience (I'd link you to that, but it's embargoed).
Some of it was productive. (I'm excited that Chanpory has started posting again after a long hiatus.)
Some of it was introspective.
- I'm still thinking about Getting Things Done. I believe part of my issue with it is that I feel like I get plenty done. I just want to keep increasing the quality of what I spend my time on, which means saying no to the stuff that won't increase my happiness/satisfaction levels. I also need to be better about setting boundaries - I deserve guilt-free free time to just spend as I like. I can't help everyone and I can't do everything. I *shouldn't* do everything. Will I regret not finishing something a smidge earlier when I'm old and gray, or will I regret not spending more time enjoying the people and the world around me? Some folks absolutely need a better system for keeping themselves organized, but I don't think I'm one of them. I'm happy with what I have in place and need to cut back on the quantity of what I'm doing.
- Perhaps it's less that I dislike GTD and more that I dislike the idea of implementing a whole new system of organization. I'm pleased with what I've created for myself and suppose I feel a bit protective of it.
- It's too bad that cutting back on the quantity of what I'm doing means that I have to choose between: a) cutting back on my activities that bring in income, b) cutting back on the activities that help people I care about, and c) cutting back on things that I find emotionally rewarding. Saying no to income is a luxury of the well-off. Cutting back on helping people makes me feel guilty and selfish. Not doing things that I find emotionally rewarding means that, if I'm hit by a bus tomorrow, I die unfulfilled.
- I also have to consider the fact that doing too much can have negative effects on my physical and mental well being. I can't help anyone if I'm too frantic and frazzled to function.
5.03.2010
Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming ...
My mind just won't quit. I want to redecorate, try new recipes, go to the beach & boogie board, write, draw, sing, act, go horseback riding, move, get more degrees, read, rant, relax, explore ...
Lots.
Too much, probably.
Thoughts and lynx from my weekend:
- Towel bars should be hung at 48 inches off of the ground.
- Bunnies with stuff on their heads bring me joy.
- Years after first happening upon Wordle.net, I still adore it.
- "Righty tighty, lefty loosie," and other such nuggets of wisdom help me out constantly. It blows my mind that I never learned these things until my 20s. (Mom & dad, I'm looking at you.)
- I thought a political debate was going quite well, until the person I was arguing with referenced this guy.
- V for Vendetta dude's hair/beard is out of control.
- There exists such a thing as a collection of short stories based on Tori Amos songs. It's called, "Comic Book Tattoo."
- Ikea Hacker and Apartment Therapy inspired me to add legs to my bookcases. I cheated the back legs in a wee bit, so they now fit flush against the wall above the molding. I can finally earthquake proof the bejesus out of them.
- I want to take some classes, but I have no idea which ones. And it seems silly to take classes and not pursue an additional degree. What I want to study doesn't seem to exist.
Lots.
Too much, probably.
Thoughts and lynx from my weekend:
- Towel bars should be hung at 48 inches off of the ground.
- Bunnies with stuff on their heads bring me joy.
- Years after first happening upon Wordle.net, I still adore it.
- "Righty tighty, lefty loosie," and other such nuggets of wisdom help me out constantly. It blows my mind that I never learned these things until my 20s. (Mom & dad, I'm looking at you.)
- I thought a political debate was going quite well, until the person I was arguing with referenced this guy.
- V for Vendetta dude's hair/beard is out of control.
- There exists such a thing as a collection of short stories based on Tori Amos songs. It's called, "Comic Book Tattoo."
- Ikea Hacker and Apartment Therapy inspired me to add legs to my bookcases. I cheated the back legs in a wee bit, so they now fit flush against the wall above the molding. I can finally earthquake proof the bejesus out of them.
- I want to take some classes, but I have no idea which ones. And it seems silly to take classes and not pursue an additional degree. What I want to study doesn't seem to exist.
4.26.2010
Gosh Golly
Dear Internet,
Life has been quite busy.
- April has been full of birthdays. Cousins, aunts, mom, little bro, and several dear friends.
- I wrote for a Facebook game and it was recently released (some, not all of the writing). It's called Big City Life.
- A family friend passed away.
My to-do list is ginormous. (And it includes paying more attention to you, dear readers.)
Hope to see you again soon!
XOXOXOXO,
Cat
Life has been quite busy.
- April has been full of birthdays. Cousins, aunts, mom, little bro, and several dear friends.
- I wrote for a Facebook game and it was recently released (some, not all of the writing). It's called Big City Life.
- A family friend passed away.
My to-do list is ginormous. (And it includes paying more attention to you, dear readers.)
Hope to see you again soon!
XOXOXOXO,
Cat
4.06.2010
Random Thought
Games that have a lot of on-screen text really, really, really need to allow for changes in font size for those of us with bad vision or lower-res tvs.
(Fable 2 and FFXIII, I'm looking at you.)
That is all.
(Fable 2 and FFXIII, I'm looking at you.)
That is all.
3.22.2010
2.10.2010
2.04.2010
Curse you, Photoshop
So, Photoshop stopped working on me. I'd create something gorgeous (as usual) and I'd go to save my masterpiece.
It would freeze. Every single time.
Luckily, the Google just gave me a fix:
Go to Edit>Preferences>File Handling and turn off Version Cue.
Phew!
It would freeze. Every single time.
Luckily, the Google just gave me a fix:
Go to Edit>Preferences>File Handling and turn off Version Cue.
Phew!
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