Sunday, May 24, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Snipets of New York, compiled over several trips:
- A woman, riding the subway and wearing earphones, keeping beat by moving only her toes.
- A restaurant with only 18 seats, making the most amazing vegetarian food for a bunch of omnivores.
- Two men, holding open a subway car door and encouraging the people running down the stairs to hurray up to make the train. It was clear that no one knew each other.
- The sound of a far off trumpeter wafting through subway tunnels and hallways to passersby.
- The feeling of being on top of the world, when really you are only on the 16th floor of an apartment building.
Posted by Grand Marnier at 10:00 AM
Saturday, November 01, 2008
12 years ago I stood in a line to cast my first vote ever for President of the United States. It was exciting and a little anti-climactic. I remember thinking both thoughts like "That's it? No bells? No one congratulating me for finally being old enough and caring enough to vote?" and "Whoo hoo! I am finally old enough to help decide who is going to run this country!"
I have voted in every Presidential election since then (and many primaries leading up to those elections). But what I still don't get is the apathy about voting that so many people in this country seem to have. I remember in my teenage years the innovative MTV campaign to get young people to vote. This year I have noticed that the effort to get people to vote has come in many flavors--from Martha Stewart urging people to get registered to vote on her daily show, to a whole story line on "Ugly Betty" focusing around the first time an immigrant to this country can vote.
So will turnout be better this year? Will the young people vote? If the line that I stood in for an hour for in-person absentee voting is any prediction, it looks to be a banner year for the democratic process.
Posted by Grand Marnier at 12:20 PM
Monday, October 06, 2008
--David recently said to me after I had told him a story from work that I was always there on people's most important day of their lives (being a Labor & Delivery nurse). I had never thought of my job in quite that way before, and now it seems somewhat strange to me.
--In nursing school, our professors assured us that within a year of being a nurse we would all probably be preceptors (trainer, mentor, resource) for new grad nurses as well as charge nurse of whatever unit we were working in. I am about to finish being a preceptor, and next week I start getting trained to be charge. Yikes! I wish that I had taken my professors more seriously!
Posted by Grand Marnier at 1:12 PM
Monday, August 18, 2008
Sarah, Jay and Simon came over this past weekend for some Olympics, HD-style. Some highlights of our mini-event were watching sports that we had never seen on TV before (field hockey and handball, I'm looking in your direction). Out of this came some classic comments:
While watching what we decided was field hockey:
David: Do we (the USA) compete in this sport?
Sarah: We're not even sure what this sport is!
While watching what we decided was handball:
Jay: Um, I have some questions as to why this is an Olympic sport...
Sarah: It looks like water polo without the water.
Sarah (a little later): This is the best sport ever!
While watching sabre fighting (aka Fencing):
David: They could not possibly make this more like they were playing on the moon (commenting on the hi-tech uniforms, helmets that glowed when a player was hit and the overall darkness surrounding the players).
Posted by Grand Marnier at 4:00 PM
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
NORTHAMPTON, Mass. -- Fourteen years ago I met Angela (standing on the left) before we had graduated high school. We were visiting Smith as prospective students, having been accepted into the class of 1998 just weeks earlier. We hit it off spectacularly, bonding over both being midwesterners. We wrote in with our house request, and mentioned that we would like to be roommates. When we were moving in together in August, we met Kate (standing in the middle). Ten years ago, dressed in all white, the three of us cheered on the alumnae marching by us at the Ivy Day parade before graduation.
Now, still friends, we are the ones being cheered on.
Posted by Grand Marnier at 8:55 PM