i keep this log.

Sometimes, I have what I call "a good interpersonal interaction". That is, a very beneficial or enjoyable encounter with another person.

This sprang from my college days when I was studying Interpersonal Communication, so my coinage sprang from there.

I started this document in Word in 2008. Its title is "a most excellent interpersonal interaction". It's a log, like a ship's log.

It is where I record the best person-to-person interaction I have had on a given day. I used to do it daily, putting down the best one of the day. But I don't do it daily, just the most epoch ones go down, because I get distracted and don't always remember to do it.

It is currently 16 pages long and growing. I'll let you know when it goes to publishing.

what i've lost

scissors- more than one pair

a banana republic shirt. disappeared junior year.

"sweet home alabama". this was actually a borrowed-and-not-returned scenario.

a pair of dress shoes, accidently left in fort lauderdale

tan washcloth.


I suppose it could be worse.

good design.

to whom it may concern.

Do you still address letters "to whom it may concern"?

If you don't know specifically whom you're addressing in a cover letter what do you put?

I'm applying for jobs. Loads of resume drafts and cover letters. If only there were more time in the day! I keep getting too bed late and still not getting enough applications done.

devon.

I don't know much about it, but I am going there this weekend.

I'll let you know how it is.

familiar movies.

"Gettysburg" always makes my top-ten list for movies.

Growing up, my brothers loved learning about the Civil War, and I did too. This movie, specifically about the battle of Gettysburg, was a movie I watched a lot growing up.

An old, familiar movie can be just as good as an old, familiar book.

evita

"you let down your people evita
you were supposed to have been immortal
that's all they wanted; not much to ask for
but in the end you could not deliver."

- "Evita"

calculating women

Anne Boleyn.
Eva Peron.
Pamela Churchill.

I can't help it. I really admire someone who knows what they want and is able to get it. It seems so much more salacious when it is a woman as well.

Innate intelligence coupled with good genes, and then developed ambition and shrewdness and honed people skills. You've got to admire it.

i'm thinking the capitol

I think I want to live in Washington DC when I get back to the States.

Anyone got any job hookups in the city?

today's preferences

I’m the first generation to grow up with household computers being the norm.
Now in my twenties, I’m a demanding reader.

I am a NLTLOWSAPOIP.

I-need-little-text-lots-of-white-space-and-plenty-of-images-person.

I tried to make the last bit of increasing font size and boldness, which I did in Word. But I am not savvy enough to know how to do on blogger.

why the phobia?

"Stop acting like a tourist." "We don't want to go to the touristy places; we want to find the local places."

I want to know why it's so uncool to admit that you are a visitor in a cool place and that you're investing in investigating the area.

In other words, a tourist.

Perhaps it's the word. The connotation of "tourist" seems to be a Where's Waldo personnage: bright, loud clothing, wielding a camera in one hand and bottle of sunscreen in the right and- chief of sins- a belt-pack. A person who bumbles along, consulting his map, or driving too slowly down International Drive, looking for his turn.

So the word has a bad rap. But why throw out the proverbial small son with the suds?

I like tourists; they bring money and thus create jobs. In Florida, where I am from, the chief industry is tourism. It's a good thing, and our economy suffers when people stop taking trips.

The let's-go-native approach appears, on the surface admirable. But I think that it's self-deceptive and a little petty. You are not a local, you're belittling your own status by trying to pretend otherwise. Besides, locals are notoriously bad at seeing things in their own town.

I'm a visitor, and I want to see the town. Why pretend?

monmouth coffee

This place is near Borough Market, by London Bridge. It is always in the top 10 lists of London's best coffee.

On Saturdays, there is a line that goes out the door and down the street. A guy comes out with a stack of cups, taking everyone's order.

the perils of good weather.

I haven't been able to sit down and do any work until the sun sets. Up north as we are in England, sunset has been at like 9:30pm.

Three whole days of warmth and sunshine is too unreal and wonderful.