Life In a Day

Human beings thrive on repetition.  We each have our own little quirks and our own little routines that keep us on schedule and get us through the day.  Rarely do we stop to wonder about the daily lives of the people we pass on the street, let alone the  lives of people who reside halfway around the world.  But what if, just for one day, we did?  What would we discover?


Ridley Scott, YouTube, and LG Electronics teamed up to answer that very question.  They asked people from around the world to videotape a part of their life on July 24, 2010.  The response was phenomenal. And the end result? A 93 minute film consisting of scenes from 4,500 hours of footage in 80,000 submissions from 140 nations.


The film won’t be winning an Oscars for cinematography, but that’s the point.  Every single shot was taped by someone like you and me, using whatever videotaping equipment they happened to have on hand.  Instead of the flawless scenes we’ve come to expect from Hollywood, we’re faced with something we could have made ourselves.  It breeds an instant connection with every single person you encounter, whether you’re with them for 10 seconds or 5 minutes.  And that’s what makes this movie work, where other mash-ups fail.   You don’t need character development because the people are real, and their everyday, normal actions further reinforce this.


For many people in the world, July 24, 2010 was a day like any other.  But for others, it was life-changing.  A baby was born.  A man had just survived major heart surgery.  An army wife had a date night with her husband.  Another woman got engaged.  21 people were crushed to death in Germany in the Love Parade Stampede.  A boy who should have been in school was instead shining shoes to support his family.  Woman in Africa sang as they rhythmically pounded wheat kernels into powder for lunch.  A Korean man who had been traveling the world on his bike for several years stopped for a haircut in southeast Asia.  A Russian hooligan shoplifted.  A young NYC guy was completely rejected when he confessed his feelings to his best friend.  A couple renewed their vows on their 50th wedding anniversary.  And so much more.


It’s too easy for us to remain in our own little worlds.  Every day, someone is born.  Every day, someone dies.  Every day someone is suffering.  Every day, someone  is celebrating.  Every day, there are more than 7 billion different stories happening at the same time.  On July 24th, 2010, we got to see them happening side by side.   It’s a very….profound feeling.



I’ve found that online dating is rather hit or miss.  Mostly miss.  There aren’t too many “normal” people on the sites because most people still prefer to meet their significant others via friends, family, work, the bar scene, etc (I also prefer that, but I’m trying to branch out since my weekend work schedule doesn’t allow much hang out time with friends at the moment).  Even when I’ve found someone I thought was normal, he usually ends up having some pretty large baggage (last guy I met on okcupid is a perfect example).  Okcupid had died down as far as new messages (probably because the website posts on your profile how often you respond to messages, and my I fall into the category that “responds very rarely”), so I decided to reopen my profile on a few days ago.  Let me tell you, there are way too many fish on plenty of fish. I’ve yet to respond to a single message and am almost to the point of deactivating both accounts again.


My main problem, in my opinion, is that I’m very picky when it comes to the types of messages I’ll respond to.  Below are the minimum requirements a guy must meet for me to respond:

1.  Be at least mildly attractive.

2.  Write more than two sentences.

3.  Use correct grammar, spelling, and punctuation.

Below are the red flags that cause immediate deletion:

1.  Anything referencing my looks. Obviously if you’re messaging me, you find me at least a little physically attractive, but mentioning it in the very first message is taboo.  Have some class and at least pretend you’re not thinking about sex.  Unlike many of the other girls, I’m not on the site for an ego boost.

2.  Typing using text speak, vulgarities, or slang.  Ex:  “wat up? ur so hot.  hit me up 4 a date”

3. Sending a generic message that could have been copied, pasted, and sent to any other profile you happened to click on.


These are just the six that come to mind….I’m sure there are others which subconsciously trigger a quick click of the delete button.  If I don’t learn to be less picky, I’ll never be a successful online dater.  But….maybe that’s not such a bad thing….

A World without Borders

Unless you’ve been living under a rock, you know that Borders is officially liquidating, which means closing all of its stores, laying off all of its people, effectively ceasing to exist.  They declared bankruptcy back in February and last Monday was their last chance to find a white knight buyer.  No one stepped up, so now Borders will be no more.  The liquidators took over on Friday.  I went today to see if there was anything good on sale, and also to spend a little more time wandering around in the store while it still exists.  The liquidation is supposed to be complete by the end of August/beginning of September, but by the end I expect it’ll be mostly empty shelves.


I must say, I was surprised by the state of the store.  It was like wild animals had come in and thrown books and movies every which way, with no concern for the aftermath.  As someone who is both naturally tidy and in love with books, it made me cringe.  I know I’m no different from the rest of the vultures (hey, I admit I was there to see if I could snag a good book on sale), but at least I still respect the store’s property and books in general.  Though, to be fair, the staff didn’t seem to care much either.


I did get a couple cookbooks and a bookmark (the cookbooks because I needed them and the bookmark as sort of a last momento), but I don’t think I’ll be going back, even though the sales will get progressively better as the liquidation goes on.  I had planned on going every week, as normal, until the store closed, but after seeing how it looked just 48 hours after liquidation started, I think it would just depress me too much.


RIP Borders. 1971-July 19, 2011.

New Kids on the Block

The second half of the weekend unit started working yesterday.  Myself and a couple others from the original unit got to spend the first half of the day babysitting them, which basically involved wandering around, chatting, and answering random questions once in a while.  It would have been nice, except that every moment I spent babysitting was a moment I wasn’t taking claims on the phone, so my workload this week is going to be very very low, which means that my 10 hour Monday and Tuesday are going to be very very slow…..

There are a couple things different about this unit when compared to our original unit:

1.  All but 2 of the people are GradStaff, which means that they’re all young.  About my age, actually.  Those of us in the original unit have all had full time jobs before (I’m counting LJB here because I worked just about 40 hours per week even though I had no benefits and was classified as a part-timer), whereas most of these people are fresh out of college.


2.  I was the only girl in the first group.  There are about 4 or 5 girls in this one and apparently the trainer (who is also a girl) was extraordinarily happy about this and they discussed it extensively in training, and every single one of them keeps assuring me that when we get assigned partners to cover the days when we’re off, I’ll be assigned to a girl.  I guess that’s supposed to make me feel….I don’t know, excited or something, but I like the set up I have now.  Brian, Mark, and I eat lunch together, chat about our cases together, and work each other’s voicemails and files when needed.  We’ve got a nice flow going on and I really don’t want it to be ruined because management feels that I must strongly desire to be paired with one of the girly girls simply because we all have boobs (and they’re all girly girls, complete with the clothes, the nails, the hair, the heels, and the constant girly girl giggling).


I guess time will tell how our two groups will mesh, but I can already sense it’s going to be…..interesting.  The girls are trying to put together an employee trip for both groups to go to the City Museum after work next Saturday. (The City Museum is basically a giant playground).  Those of us on the first unit are planning a happy hour with just us, so that in and of itself kind of tells you how the group personalities differ…. 😉

Stiletto Run

EK would totally dominate in this annual race 😀

Pounding the pavement

For a reason even I have yet to discern, I decided that I wanted to incorporate running into my workout regime.  So at 6:40 in the morning, after a nice breakfast, I hopped in my car and drove about twelve minutes to Creve Coeur park.  The trail around the lake is both scenic and mostly flat, so I figured it would be the perfect place to kick-start my new routine.  I must say, I did better than I thought I would.  I do work out every day, but jogging/running is much different than doing Zumba or Yoga in the comfort of my own home.  It takes me a little over an hour to power walk around the lake.  With my combo of jogging (I’d feel bad if I called it running because even though I was going a respectable pace, I certainly wasn’t running) and recovery power-walking, I made it in about 40 minutes.  Not bad for someone who’s never jogged before. Ever.  I wouldn’t say this is my new favorite workout, but I’m definitely going to try to go out there 2-3 mornings a week and keep training until I don’t need recovery walks to make it around the 4.1ish mile trail.

1st Birthday!

My little baby is turning 1! How time flies! (though if you want to be technical, he’s only been mine since December.  Details, details…..) It seems like just yesterday he was a tiny little menace who loved to crawl on my shoulder and distract me from my job search:


Jan 4, 2011


Jan 14, 2011


Now he’s a slightly-less-tiny ferocious hunter.  Happy (approximate) birthday buddy 🙂


June 23, 2011

July 9, 2011