This scene had me dying with laughter. I mean, Hamburger Time…

This scene had me dying with laughter.

I mean, Hamburger Time…

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Shhh! The house is asleep!

Shhh! The house is asleep!

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At the grandparents' house:

I think I’ve watched 100 times the amount of college basketball I normally watch by sitting in the den with Steve*.

*Steve is my grandfather. Technically. Well, yes. He’s my grandfather. My biological grandfather passed away before I was born, and my grandmother remarried the year before I was born. At the time, Steve was in his early 50s (10 years the younger to my grandmother [ow ow! Granny was a cradle robber!]). So when I came around, there was uncertainty: he wasn’t ready to have a kid call him grandfather; heck, he was still raising my now-aunts who were going through college. The decision was made: I would simply call him Steve. Thus, as a kid, I would go to “granny and Steve’s house.” And to this day that is what it is.

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Watching Jeopardy with the family

The theme of the whole first round is centered around the SNL Celebrity Jeopardy. This is awesome.

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Question for all of you Web 2.0'ers out there:

So the Marketing Director is moving on to a new museum at the end of the week, and has charged me with maintaining the RISD Museum’s Facebook fan page. This is fairly straight forward: update with links on any upcoming shows/reviews in the paper, communicate with any people who have questions, and overall interact with the Facebook community.

I’ve read up on good habits—there was a Museum marketing conference in Malaga this past year discussing the benefits of having a Museum Web 2.0 profile (FB, Twitter, etc), and I’ve been petitioning to spearhead a RISD Museum twitter page for a long time now.

The whole purpose is to engage. Check in every day, post something at least once every day. And, yes, if someone says something about you, respond.

Questions are the easy one: “hey when are you guys open?” “Thanks for getting a hold of us! We’re open 10-5 every day except Monday.” and the like.

But what do you do with off-hand remarks?

I woke up this morning to post a review by the Brown Daily Herald on our new ceramic show, and saw that one of our “fans” posted a comment to the wall. Our fan page profile picture is a candid show of our new building in the city skyline. Very cool, in my opinion (perhaps biased?). This is what he wrote:

“Oh if only the Moneo Building (Chase Center) looked that good in real life! Sigh!”

Perhaps because this project is my baby, perhaps I didn’t have my coffee just yet, but I was irrationally ticked off. Why be so snarky? I wanted to engage him right there. Head on. But I knew that I now am representing the Museum, and had to step back and ask for others’ thoughts before choosing to engage. But I know damn well that no one in the Museum is thinking about these things. Web 2.0 Etiquette is something in constant need of updating and improvement. The things which we choose to publish generates our “internet persona,” and when your page is an extension of a business (for-profit, non-profit, whatever) it reflects both the positive and the negative.

If you were in my shoes, would you engage the guy? What would you say?

Curious to hear your thoughts. Thanks much!

Your idea?

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I’m here. I’ve arrived. It’s 10pm and everyone’s been asleep for an hour. There’s a crab cake in my belly, and I’m content.

I’m sitting in the same bed that I’ve sat in for 23 years when i visit my grandmother. The sheets have maybe changed once. The quilt is the same, the mattress is the same, the decor is the same. My parents have moved house 4 going on 5 times, but my grandparents’ home in Silver Spring has been a constant in my life all throughout.

I can honestly call this place my home.

The air is a combination of Yankee Candle tea lights, stale faded cigarette smoke, dust and cat hair.

The linens are scratchy, faded and thin; the mattress has a divot, and if I move 3 inches, I’ll fall right off; I will have the deepest, most peaceful night’s sleep in three months.

I’m back home, and I can’t stop smiling.

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In one hour:

I’ll finally be out of work! I’m getting in a car airport-bound! I’m going to arrive at the airport! I’m going to waltz through security because I printed off my boarding pass already and only have a carry-on bag! I’m gonna fly to Washington DC! I’m going to eat a crabcake! I’m going to play with my grandmother’s 2 new kittens!

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Reblogged from BLOGGING via TYPEWRITER.
NBC has full episodes of "Quantum Leap" online, SIGH.
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Yesterday's scene: an epilogue.

So remember the woman who didn’t pay to get into the museum yesterday on account of not having any money on the sabbath?

She returned today! Yes, she paid for yesterday, but then did not pay for today (Sunday mornings is a free-will donation time, so she decided not to charge herself). She went into the gift shop, bought 1 post card, and subsequently left it in the shop before leaving the museum.

Not 10 minutes went by when I received a phone call. She wanted her postcard over-nighted “UPS, Fedex or something” so that she could show her class tomorrow after lunch. She was getting on a train, and would not be able to retrieve the post card. We apparently have to rectify her mistake.

This is madness!