So, I am going to break my self-proclaimed moto of no reposting to give a shout out to one Elizabeth Ivy Shapiro and her mom, Heather. Heather moved to the quaint (progressive? Small and lovely? Hub of coolity?) Portland a few years ago, after being a successful entrepreneur on Fillmore Street. Most of the readers of the blog don't know Healther's store since they didn't live here when she owned it, but that is neither here nor there. It had a great, timeless selection for the Fillmore shoppers, so it was out of their general price range. Anyhow, shes back at it. Already being applauded by the love of my life ( inhabitat ), her newest venture is totally worth checking out. Here . It is eye candy to emulate, and worthy inspiration, if nothing else. Good luck with everything in 2009, Heather. If there is anything I can do as a young, intelligent, unemployed 20-something in SF, you know where to find me. Now for some eye candy:
Time for us to be the change . Perhaps it's just a governmental ploy to get 20-somethings to sign yet another pledge to uproot ourselves to be overworked and underpaid, but there is also the 50-hour "naw, naw, man. I've got a job but I'll help out...somehow" pledge. Honestly people, now that most of us are working 9 - 5, or some equivalent, we are left with > 50 hours to help some under-serviced NGO with our talent and infrequent assistance. Research shows that volunteering makes people feel greater self worth. Save the economy (and yourself from depression). Volunteer wherever you live. You can make more friends. AWESOME. I even pledged to serve as an Americorps. 2009 - 2010. I dig it.
It's been a while. Life's caught up with me. Jobs. Conferences. Lack of sleep. Confusion with my life. I appologize to all three of you who are subscribing to my nonsense. Now that I'm good and ready, I shall begin again. A friend of mine works works for The Economist - " More Intelligent Life ", actually - and he posted a few weeks ago on the Youtube orchestra, that appeared at Carnegie Hall last month. If you have an hour, and have yet to check it out, I would. Blah blah blah, it warms my heart with the potential of the interwebs to progress peoples' lives and not just be a conduit for my word-vomiting or porn-searching. Whatever. It's amazing. Michael Tilson Thomas (or MTT as he is so affectionately known) lead the prodigies, youth, and young adults, through an hour of adaggio, rondo grosso, venti-latte, pianinissimo pieces in a way that only he, as a rockstar can do. But, I have a problem: I think MTT is a bit of a racist, or just ignorant as hell. I...
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