Thanks EW!!!!
Friday, April 18, 2008
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
DIGG it!
ok - i promise i'll stop posting stuff about social media/internet marketing...soon. But this is funny. In Michael Brito's post - The Holy Grail of Social Media: Conversions or Conversations?, he makes a good argument about how Digg is not the end all, be all for link building and awareness using this brilliant analogy:
"Digg is a one night stand. You submit your content, get it on the home page and reap the rewards of a ton of traffic, links and more traffic. Then you wake up, reality kicks in, the fun is over and perhaps you sneak out the back door before she wakes up."
I know, I'm a total dork. I promise my next post will be about something cool - like commentary on last night's episode of "The Hills" or where I ate dinner this weekend. Wait - those really aren't cool either...
"Digg is a one night stand. You submit your content, get it on the home page and reap the rewards of a ton of traffic, links and more traffic. Then you wake up, reality kicks in, the fun is over and perhaps you sneak out the back door before she wakes up."
I know, I'm a total dork. I promise my next post will be about something cool - like commentary on last night's episode of "The Hills" or where I ate dinner this weekend. Wait - those really aren't cool either...
Friday, March 28, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
What I've been up to...
...is nothing fun.
I'm finally feeling better, but am overwhelmed with the amount of research I need to get through in the next few weeks.
Here's a tidbit I read this morning that I thought I'd share:
"Many e-commerce sites are biased toward men because women can more easily think "like a man" than men can think "like a woman," says Joseph Carrabis of NextStage Evolution."
Does that mean that most woman can think like dirty whores or that most men find it impossible to think like a crazy person????
I'm finally feeling better, but am overwhelmed with the amount of research I need to get through in the next few weeks.
Here's a tidbit I read this morning that I thought I'd share:
"Many e-commerce sites are biased toward men because women can more easily think "like a man" than men can think "like a woman," says Joseph Carrabis of NextStage Evolution."
Does that mean that most woman can think like dirty whores or that most men find it impossible to think like a crazy person????
Friday, February 22, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
Friday, February 08, 2008
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Happy New Year!
Today is the first day in the Chinese New Year. Give a round of applause for the Year of the RAT! Since I save all of my self-improved resolving until the start of the lunar calendar, this means today is the day I:
- Resolve to do core-strengthening activities at least four times a week
- Begin my heart-rate training program
- Vow I will not kill my herb garden
- Knock at least 3 things off my "i'd rather die than do this task/chore" list per week
- Start keeping a food diary to keep tabs on my chicken finger & stoli blueberry consumption
- Stretch after running
- Recycle
- Attempt to balance friends/work/Weezie time
- Begin accepting first date invitations
- Learn how to live in the present
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Sunshine & Clouds
While we were at Sundance, we played Sunshine and Clouds over dinner one night - each of us naming one good thing and one bad thing that had happened during the day. Here is my Sunshine and Cloud for the past two days.
Cloud: I've been pretty sick.
Sunshine: Being sick has given me the time to catch up on some research for work and watch the Superbowl post-game coverage - including yesterday's ticker-tape parade.
Here are my thoughts after watching the parade and the ceremony at City Hall:
- Do the players really need to ride on the floats and record the entire thing with their hand-held cameras? Can't they afford to pay someone to do that for them?
- Can you really proclaim to the be WORLD champions if it is really only a national competition?
- Thanks to the Tisch family for being the only ones to specifically thank Coach Coughlin. And thanks to both the Tisch's and the Mara's for not firing him after he begged to keep his job.
- I loved watching Strahan talk. And man he can catch some air when he jumps/stomps. I love him. I want to be in his family circle.
- Eli Manning is adorable. I have a crush on his entire family. But he needs some help with his wardrobe. He's always dressed like a slob. And he could use a shave.
- Mayor Bloomberg is such a dork and I bet Hillary isn't too pleased with Gov. Spitzer's joke about writing Coughlin in at the polls this morning.
Cloud: I've been pretty sick.
Sunshine: Being sick has given me the time to catch up on some research for work and watch the Superbowl post-game coverage - including yesterday's ticker-tape parade.
Here are my thoughts after watching the parade and the ceremony at City Hall:
- Do the players really need to ride on the floats and record the entire thing with their hand-held cameras? Can't they afford to pay someone to do that for them?
- Can you really proclaim to the be WORLD champions if it is really only a national competition?
- Thanks to the Tisch family for being the only ones to specifically thank Coach Coughlin. And thanks to both the Tisch's and the Mara's for not firing him after he begged to keep his job.
- I loved watching Strahan talk. And man he can catch some air when he jumps/stomps. I love him. I want to be in his family circle.
- Eli Manning is adorable. I have a crush on his entire family. But he needs some help with his wardrobe. He's always dressed like a slob. And he could use a shave.
- Mayor Bloomberg is such a dork and I bet Hillary isn't too pleased with Gov. Spitzer's joke about writing Coughlin in at the polls this morning.
Monday, February 04, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
Day Four: skiing + Indie Mogul Party + Weird night
Yesterday was a weird day. I went over to Deer Valley to go skiing with friends...only to spend half the day chasing them all around trying to meet up. This was partially my fault as I ended up getting a spontaneous ski lesson from Scott, a nice old man who was out visiting his daughter. We were sharing a lift when half-way up I realized that I hadn't checked the level of the runs from the top and from the chair they looked pretty difficult. So I turned to my lift partner and asked him, "what level are these runs?" He replies, "blacks and double blues, although the double blues are just as hard as the blacks." The fear on my face must have been obvious because Scott offered to ski down with me and help me out if I needed it. Well I needed it. And he ended up spending most of the morning working with me. By the time we were done, most of my friends were done for the day or off to watch football, so I ended up having to ski alone...which was a fair trade-off as Scott had made me a much better skier than any instructor I've ever had. With my new confidence I was zipping down double blues like it was nothing.
Indie Mogul Party
After skiing I headed back to the condo to get ready for another night of parties. We were kicking off the night with The Hollywood Reporter's Indie Mogul Party. It seemed fun, we were on the list, so why not. (Note: for Sundance parties it is critical not to arrive fashionably late as the line is always long.) This was the case we when got there at 10:30 for a party that started at 8. The line was ridiculous.
But we waited for a while because they had a kick-ass DJ and we wanted to dance. Two of my favorite celebs, Adam Scott (Tell Me You Love Me) and Rex Lee (Entourage), were in line so it couldn't have been that bad. (ps both of these kids are much shorter than anyone can imagine from TV - cameras may add 5 pounds, but they also must add 5+ inches too) The party wasn't that bad. They had broken a lodge into five rooms...two with masseuses ready to give free back rubs, one for lounging, one for eating, and one was the dance floor.
Unfortunately the dance floor was full of middle aged housewives trying to shake their tailfeathers...a scene I'm unable to block from my memory. It was slightly humorous until they tried to Crank That Soulja Boy which looked more like a bunch of women having clonic-tonic seizures. If I had a time machine I would've gone back and shown those old ladies how to crank that soulja boy for reals. (Note: this picture was taken to capture my "WTF?" expression when the old hoots started trying to supersoak that ho)
Soon we were unable to handle the dancing, so we hopped in a cab with two cute boys and headed downtown to meet The Colonel who was at the Delta lounge hanging with Seth and Matthew Perry's crew. It started to pour snow on the way downtown which for some reason inspired LF to change into four inch heels...this still baffles me as she is my most practical friend. I, on the other hand, am not so practical. While standing in line to get into the Delta lounge, we were approached by three nice looking boys. Here is how the conversation went:
Boy 1: Ladies, how are you tonight?
LF: Fine, thanks.
Weezie: Freezing.
Boy 2: Well would you like to go to a party?
Weezie: We're about to go to a party in here.
Boy 2: Would you like to go a party at Jamie Foxx's house?
LF: (turns to me) Um...where is his house?
Boy 2: At his mansion in Deer Valley.
Boy 3: We were there on Friday night. It was sick.
Boy 1: (begins naming off celebrities that were there) namedrop, namedrop, namedrop, the peeps from The Hills.
Weezie: like Brody Jenner?
Boy 1: Yeah - he was there. Took his shirt off to play bball with Jamie Foxx's crew.
Weezie: hmmm....Brody Jenner with no shirt.
LF: How will we get there?
Boy 2: We've got the karaoke cab waiting for us right there.
Weezie: You had me at Brody Jenner, but the karaoke cab seals the deal.
So we went off to Jamie Foxx's house with three strange boys in a karaoke cab...i warmed us up with my best rendition of Gin & Juice on the long ride up into the dark hallows of the Deer Valley mansions. I can't believe we weren't chopped up into tiny pieces. But a fun and random night ensued.
Indie Mogul Party
After skiing I headed back to the condo to get ready for another night of parties. We were kicking off the night with The Hollywood Reporter's Indie Mogul Party. It seemed fun, we were on the list, so why not. (Note: for Sundance parties it is critical not to arrive fashionably late as the line is always long.) This was the case we when got there at 10:30 for a party that started at 8. The line was ridiculous.
But we waited for a while because they had a kick-ass DJ and we wanted to dance. Two of my favorite celebs, Adam Scott (Tell Me You Love Me) and Rex Lee (Entourage), were in line so it couldn't have been that bad. (ps both of these kids are much shorter than anyone can imagine from TV - cameras may add 5 pounds, but they also must add 5+ inches too) The party wasn't that bad. They had broken a lodge into five rooms...two with masseuses ready to give free back rubs, one for lounging, one for eating, and one was the dance floor.
Unfortunately the dance floor was full of middle aged housewives trying to shake their tailfeathers...a scene I'm unable to block from my memory. It was slightly humorous until they tried to Crank That Soulja Boy which looked more like a bunch of women having clonic-tonic seizures. If I had a time machine I would've gone back and shown those old ladies how to crank that soulja boy for reals. (Note: this picture was taken to capture my "WTF?" expression when the old hoots started trying to supersoak that ho)
Soon we were unable to handle the dancing, so we hopped in a cab with two cute boys and headed downtown to meet The Colonel who was at the Delta lounge hanging with Seth and Matthew Perry's crew. It started to pour snow on the way downtown which for some reason inspired LF to change into four inch heels...this still baffles me as she is my most practical friend. I, on the other hand, am not so practical. While standing in line to get into the Delta lounge, we were approached by three nice looking boys. Here is how the conversation went:
Boy 1: Ladies, how are you tonight?
LF: Fine, thanks.
Weezie: Freezing.
Boy 2: Well would you like to go to a party?
Weezie: We're about to go to a party in here.
Boy 2: Would you like to go a party at Jamie Foxx's house?
LF: (turns to me) Um...where is his house?
Boy 2: At his mansion in Deer Valley.
Boy 3: We were there on Friday night. It was sick.
Boy 1: (begins naming off celebrities that were there) namedrop, namedrop, namedrop, the peeps from The Hills.
Weezie: like Brody Jenner?
Boy 1: Yeah - he was there. Took his shirt off to play bball with Jamie Foxx's crew.
Weezie: hmmm....Brody Jenner with no shirt.
LF: How will we get there?
Boy 2: We've got the karaoke cab waiting for us right there.
Weezie: You had me at Brody Jenner, but the karaoke cab seals the deal.
So we went off to Jamie Foxx's house with three strange boys in a karaoke cab...i warmed us up with my best rendition of Gin & Juice on the long ride up into the dark hallows of the Deer Valley mansions. I can't believe we weren't chopped up into tiny pieces. But a fun and random night ensued.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Day Three: movie + celeb shoving + music + comedy + hunger + lameness
Yesterday was ridiculously busy. We got up pretty early…me not feeling so well…from the Margaritas and the vodka and the red bull. Anyway we hauled it to Eccles for the premiere of “Frozen River.”, Frozen River was fantastic. Going into the movie, all I knew was it was written and directed by Courtney Hunt and had been featured in the Sundance short program a few years back. With no expectations, I was more than pleasantly surprised. More on that later…
Post Movie, LF ran off to a panel and I went home to shower. We met some NYC boys on Friday night in the music business who put us on the list for entry into the ASCAP music café and had invited us to join them to catch the five person line up yesterday afternoon.
So I shower and hurried to meet up with Leigh and the boys. I get down to Main street, already running a little late to find a massive amount of people standing and gawking on the sidewalk. No one was moving. Fed up with the crowd and now officially late, I weave my way through the people Manhattan style. As I’m hurrying up the hill, out of nowhere I’m shoved into a snow bank. Like full on, get-the-hell-out-of-my-way-lady shoved into the snow. Was there a fire? Free swag bags being handed out? NO! I got shoved into the snow because two women wanted to catch a glimpse of Corey Feldman. COREY FELDMAN?!?!?!? I got up, brushed off the snow and in my loudest, meanest voice I shouted at the women, “I mean we all loved Goonies, but really ladies, Corey Feldman?”
Anyway, I got to the music café irritated and tired…which was the theme for the day. We spent the next five hours listening to some great artists…Ingrid Michaelson, Sea Wolf, and Pat Monahan (lead singer of Train) we're the best of the crew…although Pat Monahan kind of acted like an asshole…hopefully it was just an act.
Then we left music behind us and headed to Sidecar to get in line for Seth’s Sweet show. It was hilarious and the highlight of the day. He had a great line-up – John Veiner, David Wain, Nick Kroll with Jason Sudekis acting as the Kevin Eubanks of the Sweet show. Seth was the funniest and not just because he is my friend. Nick Kroll gets my non-friend vote for funniest comedian and it’s not just because he’s a cute jewish boy…he’s really quite hilarious. Last note about the show = Jason Sudekis has a good looking strike beard…pulls it off real well...almost makes him as hot as Seth Meyers. No wait, that is impossible. (Note: As much as I was irritated at the two tools that shoved me into the snow, I would have done the same in the effort to catch a glimpse of Seth Meyers. I heart him in a little school girl crush kinda way. It is retarded.)
Post comedy we scoured the streets for a restaurant with a table for three. We were starving as the last time we’d eaten was before Frozen River and nothing had availability…except the Prime steakhouse at the end of Main. I told the hostess that I’d name my first born after her if she could get us a table, so it looks like I’m naming my first kid Erin.
After steak and wine and potatoes, the Weez was exhausted + drunk/hungover + full + and decided to leave LF and The Colonel downtown to party and head home to bed. I know…me = the lamest person in Park City on Saturday night…especially since I missed both the EW and the Motorola parties. There is no excuse, I was lame. But I slept well and now I'm headed to Deer Valley to ski with some old friends.
Post Movie, LF ran off to a panel and I went home to shower. We met some NYC boys on Friday night in the music business who put us on the list for entry into the ASCAP music café and had invited us to join them to catch the five person line up yesterday afternoon.
So I shower and hurried to meet up with Leigh and the boys. I get down to Main street, already running a little late to find a massive amount of people standing and gawking on the sidewalk. No one was moving. Fed up with the crowd and now officially late, I weave my way through the people Manhattan style. As I’m hurrying up the hill, out of nowhere I’m shoved into a snow bank. Like full on, get-the-hell-out-of-my-way-lady shoved into the snow. Was there a fire? Free swag bags being handed out? NO! I got shoved into the snow because two women wanted to catch a glimpse of Corey Feldman. COREY FELDMAN?!?!?!? I got up, brushed off the snow and in my loudest, meanest voice I shouted at the women, “I mean we all loved Goonies, but really ladies, Corey Feldman?”
Anyway, I got to the music café irritated and tired…which was the theme for the day. We spent the next five hours listening to some great artists…Ingrid Michaelson, Sea Wolf, and Pat Monahan (lead singer of Train) we're the best of the crew…although Pat Monahan kind of acted like an asshole…hopefully it was just an act.
Then we left music behind us and headed to Sidecar to get in line for Seth’s Sweet show. It was hilarious and the highlight of the day. He had a great line-up – John Veiner, David Wain, Nick Kroll with Jason Sudekis acting as the Kevin Eubanks of the Sweet show. Seth was the funniest and not just because he is my friend. Nick Kroll gets my non-friend vote for funniest comedian and it’s not just because he’s a cute jewish boy…he’s really quite hilarious. Last note about the show = Jason Sudekis has a good looking strike beard…pulls it off real well...almost makes him as hot as Seth Meyers. No wait, that is impossible. (Note: As much as I was irritated at the two tools that shoved me into the snow, I would have done the same in the effort to catch a glimpse of Seth Meyers. I heart him in a little school girl crush kinda way. It is retarded.)
Post comedy we scoured the streets for a restaurant with a table for three. We were starving as the last time we’d eaten was before Frozen River and nothing had availability…except the Prime steakhouse at the end of Main. I told the hostess that I’d name my first born after her if she could get us a table, so it looks like I’m naming my first kid Erin.
After steak and wine and potatoes, the Weez was exhausted + drunk/hungover + full + and decided to leave LF and The Colonel downtown to party and head home to bed. I know…me = the lamest person in Park City on Saturday night…especially since I missed both the EW and the Motorola parties. There is no excuse, I was lame. But I slept well and now I'm headed to Deer Valley to ski with some old friends.
Frozen River
In both a heart-wrenching and heart-warming fashion, Hunt intertwines the desperate determination of two mothers doing what they can for the sake of their children. All I knew about the film going in was two women somehow came together to help one another smuggle immigrants across the border from Canada. Coming out of the film I was amazed that I actually didn’t want the women to get caught.
Both Misty Upham and Melissa Leo were fabulous and the cinematography was beautiful…unbelievable that it was a low budget film. It won the Grand Jury Prize for Best Dramatic Freature, so check it out when it makes its way to the theaters.
Both Misty Upham and Melissa Leo were fabulous and the cinematography was beautiful…unbelievable that it was a low budget film. It won the Grand Jury Prize for Best Dramatic Freature, so check it out when it makes its way to the theaters.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Sundance Day Two: Skiing + Zoom + Parties
Day Two was supposed to be low-key. We slept in, I went skiing – good day on the slopes as it was at least 20 degrees – and then we got ready to go out. The Colonel got into town just in time to join us for dinner at Zoom – Robert Redford’s restaurant which is AMAZING!!!! It is so amazing that I passed up tickets to the Opening Night Premiere of “In Bruges” because eating there was more important. And it was worth it...except next time I should not kick off a night of heavy drinking with a Zoom margarita. Post dinner activities = going from Zoom to Easy Street to the Kenneth Cole party.
Side Note: Sundance Parties
The Sundance party scene needs a brief explanation. There are some fabulous parties, but getting into them can be an awful experience…even if you’re on “the list.” During the first weekend of the festival local Park City bars turn from Doolan’s, Harry O’s, and J.B. Mulligan’s into NYC and LA hotspots like Stereo, Tao and Marquee. So basically we wait in line to go to the same clubs we try to avoid in Manhattan to party with celebrities we see day in and day out at the bank, grocery store, etc. It is the most ridiculous thing…I mean really dumb. But not so dumb and ridiculous that I don’t make sure I’m on every list possible so I can get into the parties. I know I’m a hypocrite.
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