Category: Life

I love oysters. An evening with friends and a few bivalve mollusks is something I look forward to with horseradish. My love of oysters is second only to my love of lobster.

In fact, I’m going out for oysters on for my birthday. My favourite place for oysters is Starfish.

My birthday (feel free to send me warm wishes) was last month. It’s not that we are all too busy to celebrate the anniversary of my birth.

No, it’s the damn nightmare that is acid reflux.

It was acting up two weeks ago — then started to get a bit better — and now it’s back. There is no way I can eat oysters until it starts to get under control. In fact. there is no way I can eat much of anything that isn’t soft, non-spicy and very very boring. Eating just hasn’t been much fun lately. Sure, I’ve been getting some compliments — the guys in my poker group couldn’t put their finger on why I was looking so fabulous — but being a bit thinner is a small comfort when soup, soup and maybe soup is my dinner of choice. Really, I’d rather have a few extra pounds and some Palak Paneer in my life.

This upsetting news overshadowed just about anything else of interest that I could possibly write about today.

Well, there is one thing. My friends A., E., J. and I have planned our annual spring trip to New York. (Now that I’m a seasoned traveler, I know that I don’t have to add “City” — New York is just New York.)

I’m very excited. Not only because we’re going to the most fun place in North America — yeah, I’ve been to Vegas — but also because I get to spend some quality time with some really fun women.

I sure hope I won’t have to spend the entire time eating gazpacho and mashed potatoes.

I never write about public relations, do I? There are a lot of great PR blogs out there, and while I read quite a few, I haven’t attempted to thrill you — my limited and fickle reading audience — with my thoughts about the field.

No, I don’t shower you with my expertise on a daily basis. No doubt there’s enough going on the PR world to talk about regularly but I’m tired when I get home from my workday and I just don’t feel like doing any more professional communicating once I’m sitting on my chesterfield — even if the PR in question is on this hip new communications medium: the blog.

Yes, a blog. I am a PR person and I have a blog.

How innovative. In fact, I have been here at this URL since around the time NCSA Mosaic was on its last legs. (I just employed that reference to give you peeps a sense of my new media cred.)

Before blogs and Facebook what did PR folks obsess about? Aldus PageMaker?

….”ooooh did you hear that Darren over at xyz company is doing his newsletter in-house. He got a Apple Macintosh and a LaserWriter. We better get on this before we fall behind. Get me the head of the typesetting department. We’re ordering this new computer thing tomorrow.”

Are Facebook and blogs the new Apple Macintoshes (that seems like a misspelling but it isn’t) and LaserWriters? Sure they are.

Should we be worried? Probably not. Sure new things can be scary…

Maybe tomorrow I’ll write about some of the things we need to learn and a few of the things we should be afraid of.

Or maybe not. Maybe I’ll write about my new boots. Who knows? This is a wacky crazy new media blog where I make the rules.