You know Every six seconds 10 times a minute 600 times an hour Another cold shower until you give me some. ~ O-town
Robots are going to O-Town The powers that be here at Cubicle Work Towne have decided to send me to a conference slash infomercial for one of our vendors in Orlando. Orlando. Good lord.
I haven't been to the OhTown since I was a pup in high school in the mid 50's. My memories consist of Disney and pavement. Miles and miles of pavement. Our hotel does have a "lazy river", though. That will be cool, right?
So, I turn to you, dear robot reader. What trouble can sarcastic 30-somethings get into while visiting America's Tourism Capital? Restaurant recommendations? (I mean, other than "stay in NYC")
Disney recommendations?
Lazy river recommendations?
Oh, Ruth Lisa posted a review of the new Ruth Reichl book - actually, I think she posted her review minutes after I finished the book. It's a lovely read. The part where she reminisces about hanging out in the kitchen of the French restaurant as a little girl was just dreamy. If you haven't read anything by her, I'd start with 'Tender at the bone'. She makes me want to cook fancy feasts.
MBNA + Working Assets The little post about MBNA that was on the robot filter last week is still sticking in my craw. Working Assets, although I have never signed up for their phone service, or credit card, or monkey rentals has always seemed like a stand-up little company. And I assume they still are.
But, it appears to me that the whole point of their card - the fact that every purchase means they donate something to "progressive" causes - is canceled out when the company that handles the cards (and gets your dollars via fees) donates boatloads to non-progressive causes.
Working Assets has donated over $47 million has been raised for progressive causes - since their establishment in 1985 (or a little over 2 million a year). I can't find a definite figure for how much MBNA has donated to various causes, but from my initial poking around it looks like it will easily be over 2 million a year.
Cackle Cackle I had a run in with someone the other day. The person is an author of a book a good number of you are probably familiar with (and I know some of you have read (or are reading because it's on your bedside table)).
This "run in" I had with this unnamed person was fairly unpleasant - but the good news is it wasn't my fault. Nor was it anyone's fault other than the person who was being unpleasant - yet I became the target of this unpleasantness.
My whole point (there's a point?) is that afterwards I felt actually pretty good about myself. Yes, someone called me on the phone and ranted in my ear for no reason. On the other hand, I'm not such a freak that I yell at random people for no reason.
