Monthly Archives: March 2010

Whiskey Girl

As I head down to the drrrty south to hang out with my favorite ATLians, JayeL and LJ, this weekend I will share a little country cronin’ with you. Anyone that knows me knows that I have a severe love/hate/mostly hate relationship with country music, but rising star Lissie has a voice that can’t be ignored. I want to share a bottle of whiskey and a sad story with her on some back porch swing. Lissie grew up on the banks of the Mississippi, recorded her new EP, Why You Runnin?, in Nashville, and now lives in a barn in Cali, just far enough into the sunshine state to bring out her freckles yet far enough away from LA to avoid any comparison to the Dixie Chicks. She seems like a sweeter version of Those Darlins. Perhaps my interest in country is limited to honkey tonk girls….

Little Lovin’ – Lissie by  jencwaters


Island Tunes – Lost Style

Do you get chills when you hear “Bad Robot”? If you watch LOST, you must know the feeling. I have nightmares of ominous strings playing in the background as Locke appears from behind a coconut tree. Only the producers of LOST could turn an island paradise into the purgatory of black smoke and time travel that is LOST. And that is due in large part to the music. Which is exactly what I want on my iPod when I’m trying to get through a long day of data entry!

But dark and ominous background music aside, there are some great songs that fit into LOST. I seem to remember during the good ol’ days when the cast only had to worry about pressing the button every 108 minutes in the Swan there were some good tunes spinning on the record player. So Amazon blog, ChordStrike, has created a playlist of every song played thus far on the show. Highlights include Patsy Cline, The Kinks, Perry Como, Brenda Lee, and Petula Clark

Daley of the Dead

I discovered in the fall my true calling in life. To be in a flash mod (Preferably one with Oprah and Will.I.Am)

Turns out zombie flash mobsters invaded Daley Plaza last weekend! So my mission for this summer is to somehow get involved in one of these. Anyone know where to begin?

ChatRoulette: A Lifetime Supply of Jokes and Pervs

Ohhhh Chatroulette (click at your own risk). I knew there was a reason my pop culture subconscious didn’t want me to research what you are. I know we are all jaded by what the Internet holds, especially since the story broke about the hamster on a piano, but when I discovered Chat Roulette, which connects you via webcam with a random person from somewhere in the world, my mind went straight to all the pervs that your parents used to warm you about in chat rooms in middle school. They once again reer their pervy little heads, except this time we can see them! Per usual, Jon Stewart reports on it’s horror best.

Although, once Ben Folds shows up, it’s a party….

World Water Day

In observance of World Water Day (as well as my last name), I think it’s my civil duty to voice my confused and slightly amazed hatred of bottled water. I just don’t understand how it has gotten to such a “must-have” level, and I hate that people have fallen for what is obviously an empty marketing ploy to get us to buy more……stuff. This project by Annie Leonard, The Story of Stuff, has a section that answers my questions and informs people of the issue of bottled water better than my confused angry rants could.

Didn’t your Mother Teach you to Share?

I had a social media epiphany today while mourning the lack of time I have to devote to my blog this quarter.  Although I have all but abandoned this blog, I have been nurturing a new relationship with Twitter. And Google Buzz. And Google Reader. I’ve discovered that I can share all the fantastic articles and blog post I find on my Google Reader without having to devote an hour or so editing an entire blog post with commentary. Although I do love expanding on the ideas in the articles, I find too many articles I want to share and not enough time to add all the witty and snarky comments I want to say about each.

Social media and sharing is about more than giving your opinion on every story you come across about a new iPhone app or healthcare bill. It’s about sharing what you’ve found with others. Good journalists try to keep their reporting as unbiased as possible. Good blogging highlights ideas and theories that you support.  So if I’m sharing blog posts and articles that I find mind-bending without kissing their feet or stabbing them in the back, then wouldn’t that make me a good blogger and good journalist? I share the articles I find with my Facebook and Google friends, who may not be as deep into the blog-o-sphere as I am and they get the chance to read about a new opinion through me. Yay for the dissemination of knowledge!

So how am I doing this? By discovering that I can link EVERYTHING. I started using the “share” feature of my Google Reader to quickly share posts with my 3 or 4 friends that also use Google Reader. Then Buzz rolled out and I noticed that when I “shared” an item in Reader, it posted as a status update in Buzz, where I have 20 more followers who don’t use Reader. I’ve been trying to use Twitter more this year and wanted to see if there was a way I could link my shared Reader posts with Twitter like Buzz does. Of course there is a way. Reader2Tweet. I know I’m blowing your mind with all this chaotic sharing (I’m blowing my own as well) but there is one last step. I have a respectable following of friends that support my blog (bless you all) and I want to be able to share these articles with them even though I have no time to write posts. Enter the WordPress Twitter widget. Now my Twitter feed is scrolling along the right side of my blog as well.

I did all this linking in a matter of an hour. (Gosh, it’s almost like social media developers WANT us to expand our sharing networks, they make it so easy!) Now when I’m bogged down with class presentations and graphic design projects, but come across an interesting post about the need to improve student lunches in my Reader, all I need to do is “share” and it spreads like wildfire across all the various platforms that my friends stalk me with.