The Pope at Yankee Staduim

Is it me or am I the only one who doesn't give a damn?  I thought the dove kites were cool.  

Annoying Web Birthday Greetings

Just wanted to kvetch a little bit about getting the most birthday greetings I've gotten in a long time. Yep. You read that right. This last birthday -- 1 year less than Jack Benny -- I found my email box FULL of birthday greetings. I was shocked. Especially when I noticed that none of the birthday greetings were from anyone I was close to. In fact some weren't even from human beings. I had birthday greetings from ING, the internet bank. I had birthday greetings from my Gym. I had birthday greetings from Loehmans. I didn't even know they cared? I started to feel guilty that I didn't even know when they had a birthday. Or anniversary. The humans on the list obviously got my natal anniversary from Facebook, and it was nice that those guys saw the announcement and responded. But the worst was the internet birthday cards that people send. The ones where you have to actually visit a site in order to have this silly little flash animation greeting card with the name of the sender and my name inserted. It makes a regular Hallmark card seem warm and fuzzy. Worse, at the end of the animation, it usually has an ad so you can also send a card or buy something. So, in other words, in order to save some ass the trouble of calling me or going to the store and buying a friggen card, they give me a commercial for my birthday that wastes two minutes of my increasingly evaporating life. So, friends, associates, facebook chums ... uh ... just send me a hand typed email next time. Unless of course you actually created the animation yourself. (Does this sound ungrateful? I suppose I am.)

Blair's First Blog

Uh ... I didn't exactly expect to start a blog tonight, but ...hell ... why not? Turns out 1 in 4 Adult internet users in the U.S. have a blog. Why not me!!!! Okay ...uh ...now what do I write? Come to think of it, I just recently wrote something about blogging. I need to choose a topic. Hmmm...politics? Sex? Wow, those are two glutted markets. My dog Sophie? :) My relationship? (Only with pseudonyms) Writing? Theater? Dunno. Guess I just want to tickle the keyboard at the moment, and I will decide at another time. Just want to see what happens when I publish. So ...well...here it goes.....click.