Friday, November 16, 2007

you picked me

You Picked Me
-A Fine Frenzy

One, two, three Counting out the signs we see
The tall buildings
Fading in the distance
Only dots on a map

Four, five, six
The two of us a perfect fit
You're all mine, all mine
And all I can say
Is you blow me away
Like an apple on a tree
Hiding out behind the leaves
I was difficult to reach
But you picked me

Like a shell upon a beach
Just another pretty piece
I was difficult to see
But you picked me

So softly Rain against the windows
And the strong coffee
Warming up my fingers
You got me

Searched the sand
And climbed the tree A
nd brought me back down
And all I can say
Is you blow me away
Like an apple on a tree
Hiding out behind the leaves
I was difficult to reach
But you picked me

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

near to you

This song makes me teary....

Near to You
by A Fine Frenzy

He and I had something beautiful
But so dysfunctional, it couldn't last
I loved him so
but I had to let him go'
Cause I knew he'd never love me back

Such pain as this
Shouldn't have to be experienced
I'm still reeling from the loss,
Still a little bit delirious
Near to you, I am healing
But it's taking so long'
Cause though he's gone
And you are wonderful
It's hard to move onYet,
I'm better near to you.

You and I have something different
And I'm enjoying it cautiously
I'm battle scarred,
I am working oh so hard
To get back to who I used to be

He's disappearing
Fading so slowly
I'm so close to being yours
Won't you stay with me
PleaseI only know that I am
Better where you are
I only know that I am
Better where you are
I only know that I belong
Where you are

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

my gene simmons encounter

I met Gene yesterday
at DTW

crazier even still how I met him

Sunday, August 26, 2007


the wine had taken me in
i felt his lips on mine
felt his touch
the warmth of his skin
the sound of his voice

my eyes opened
I realized he was gone

and my heart is empty
i can't move
my throat is closing up

he is gone

Monday, August 06, 2007

finding solace

I'm reading a book.

Eat. Pray. Love

No. Its not a religious book. Far from it.

But I think its given me something.

Last night I heard for the first time ever what it sounds like for a flock of geese to flap their wings in the wind.

The book is about living life. And not letting life live you.

Today I had a conversation with a friend over lunch.

He charged me with something that I've never done.

To take my Geneva ticket and go where my heart desires.

Experience. Learn. Talk with strangers from different worlds.

By Myself.

And so the adventure begins. I've had it in my head for a while actually and had invites from friends to travel with them. (and to those who invited me this fall...thank you so much! Your invitations are so dear!)

But this is different. This is going to be about learning from others and about myself...experiencing life.


I'm packing my camera, my journal, a backpack and I'm going.

Still figuring out my I want them to have meaning.

Lake Como is on my list.

Barcelona or the Spanish countryside, possibly.


All in Septmeber.

Because I want to learn.

Of course, mom is freaking out right now (its okay, mom....I'm not smoking and I will not be kidnapped on this trip)

Instead, I'm going to learn...what it is to live

Monday, July 16, 2007

flag football anyone?

Hey all,

I've finally found a co-ed league. We have about half a team so far! Leagues are in Minneapolis (uptown or downtown, depending on what we're able to get in.)

I'm shooting for Thursday nights as a first choice;Wednesdays are the second choice. I would've picked the weekend but there's nothing available.

Email me if you're interested.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

A Zillion Tiny Holes

It's been a hard day in the world of corporate communication. But when isn't it? It's not hard like curing cancer. It’s hard like being the bull when the picador gets going. A zillion tiny holes in your hide might drive you crazy.Let me share a few pokes and prods with you.

Last year I was at a seminar for employee communicators, and I heard some of the most hair-raising things. I sat next to a guy who runs the intranet for a major insurance company. (You would absolutely have heard of them.) He told me his management suddenly came up with the bright idea that he shouldn't publish more than two stories per day on their intranet site. Why two, I wondered? Because the workers, who were mostly help-desk agents, weren't supposed to be reading, said his management.

Well, I suppose that makes some sense (although it's not entirely clear why they would have an intranet in the first place if they were serious about enforcing a no-reading rule). But let’s get real. People sit at terminals and surf, or even read print. It's a fact. Wouldn't it be better if they were reading company news? Something that might improve their performance? Or at least shore up morale?Turns out the guy who ran the intranet made the same arguments to no avail. Then, he asked why two? Why not three stories or one story? What was magic about two stories, no more, no less?His management — who had, I assume, hired him for his expertise — had no answer. Two just sounded good to them.

Here it is again. If you can type, or even if you can't, you know as much or more than the people you hire as communicators. Because really, how hard is it to be the comms person? It's not like many of us in communications have technical or management degrees. Isn't it just typing and then choosing some cool clip art? I can just hear them thinking now, "Hey, even my secretary can do that." So why hire us in the first place?

Because deep down, they must know that it's a little more involved than it looks. It's not like this crap just writes and publishes itself. Someone actually has to do it.And it's fun to screw around with brochures and press releases and newsletters, especially when you're not ultimately responsible.

Real work is hard, so let's write a brochure about what we do. Let's hold a brainstorming session. Then we can have the comms person type up our great thoughts, and if he/she gets them wrong (as so often happens when such self-proclaimed great thinkers see what they said translated into text), we’ll just have the comms person rewrite ’til they get it right (read: incomprehensible and full of important-sounding jargon). It's the corporate equivalent of masturbation. It doesn't produce anything, but it sure feels good.

It's time for a revolution (although realistically, I know it can never happen). I'm sick to the teeth of everyone knowing better than I do how to do my job. I would pay good money to see a single person in my company publish even one credible, publishable thing, whether it be brochure, newsletter article, or press release. (And let's not even go down the path of their proposal responses, which are downright unintelligible.)

So corporate communicators of the word — UNITE. Even if it's only here on my little rant.