Monthly Archives: May 2008

I mentioned here that I was awarded a $2,000 grant for Itza Mitzva . Itza is a liberal mitzvah study group that Rabbi Z and I lead at the Fixx Coffee Bar once a month (taking summers off like civilized … Continue reading →

I remember once, a few months or a year ago, when I decided to stop using the word overwhelmed to describe how I was feeling. I did this just in case using the word over and over exacerbated the feeling … Continue reading →

1. Israel is in 9 days. Plans are much less solid than they were a month ago. I’m not sure how that happened, but it’ll all work out. I found out that I’ll be having lunch with a friend in … Continue reading →

I got this question from a woman who attended my Digital Life presentation at Pilcrow Lit Fest. She needs advice on a smartphone. Should she get a Blackberry? Should she get an iPhone? I start a new job in mid … Continue reading →

Photos from our volunteer team of photographers are spilling into the Flickr Group. Personally, I want to know how many photos of the silver shoes exist and kind of want everyone to write a story about them. In the meantime, … Continue reading →

Pilcrow Lit Fest is nearly behind us. I’m at home about to leave for a wedding, but still on an adrenaline high from raising $4,000 for the New Orleans Public Library. FOUR THOUSAND DOLLARS! I have so much to say … Continue reading →

We have a luxuriously long lunch at mesh today, so I’m standing next to the job boards at a high-top table blogging a bit. Edelman is a major sponsor, but even if we weren’t I’d still tell you that this … Continue reading →

I think this is the first time I’ve been in a keynote that was being live tweeted by many amazing people. I’m trying to follow along, take notes, twitter, watch tweets and finding that already my brain is becoming liquid. … Continue reading →

I wish wish wish wish wish that Scott Westerfeld and Justine Larbelestier would come to Pilcrow just to sit on our Young Adult Panel on Saturday.

Folks, did you know that in exactly one week Amy Guth and I will be leaning back on a couch saying, “Oh. My. Gawd. It happened. Pilcrow happened.” Actually, we’ll probably be texting each other because I have to immediately … Continue reading →