Blog entry from my little notebook

I seem to post here in fits and spurts... the last entries came I think three in two days, and then three weeks or so of nothing.

Work's INSANE, recently, though. I'm actually too busy to hire help. In departments other than the one I directly supervise, though, it seems that half of my nyc friends are interviewing at MLB. Hope they get hired... they're good eggs, them, and they'll make the company a better company, and the lunchroom a better place to eat lunch, for me, anyway.

As part of my on-again, off-again practice of following David Allen's "Getting Things Done" cult, I carry a little graph-paper Moleskine(tm) notebook... it's way faster for capturing stuff out in the world than my palmpilot-based treo 650 phone (which rules, but it's better as a addressbook, phone, calendar, camera, and internet source, not scratchpad). I've got several entries in there reminding me of stuff to jot down HERE. Here's a couple:

Funny stuff: we went to "Comedy Love Call", a star-studded comedy show at Beacon Theater, benefitting Autism awareness and research. Performers included Conan O'Brien, Jon Stewart, Stephen Colbert, Lewis Black, Tina Fey, and Triumph the Insult Comic Dog. Fountains of Wayne and Nellie McKay performed, too. Nellie is a piano playing dervish, kind of like Tori Amos, but less pretentious and more whimsical. She kicked ass. Adam Sandler also performed, blurring the line between funny-guy and band-guy... he finished the night with a cover of Neil Young's "Hey Hey, My My". I just bought the Nellie McKay album on iTunes.

Not necessarily funny joke-material (not jokes, but raw material... scribbles) inspired by the show and the trip home afterwards:
Gum-chewing audience kid onstage during the show... "did you bring enough for everyone?"... "yeah, you know how Oprah did it with the car giveaway? Well, if everyone in the theater will just look under their seat, I think we'll find we have a lot of gum winners in the house..." (they didn't use this joke... they should have... the skit with the audience kid was paaaaain-ful)

Why are the National Guardsmen in Grand Central wearing forest camoflage uniforms? They should wear outfits that look like marble, with chandelier helmets...