Take a look at this! Impressive! Numero 6 out of 100. I'm a little proud, I must admit. As much as I thought I never would, two months out and I miss the place.
And they lead with Cafe Plaid! Freakin' perfect!
So, I read on and find number 15 on the list. Talk about some hometown pride! I'm starting to wonder who judged this.
Many other Dallas suburbs made the list too; Frisco, Richardson, Allen, McKinney, Lewisville, Garland. But I still think Norman in the top 10 is impressive.
7.14.2008
nompton pride
7.10.2008
clearwater beach
Here are some long overdue Florida photos from my vacation. (Many more can be found on my flickr if you're interested at all.) I camped out on a boogie board at the water line to shoot the skim boarders, and got a monster sunburn. Like, second degree burn, thought-about-going-to-the-hospital burn. It was rough. I was seriously committed.
7.09.2008
take my poll!
please.
Photos to come as soon as I can get over my frustration with the blogger post editor.
7.08.2008
reporting etiquette
Just to preface, there's a little bit of journalism ranting ahead.
I think I'm a relatively trusting person. Sometimes I'll leave my car unlocked if I'm running to the curb to return movies or running in my house to grab something. I generally will talk to people in public.
Today I was out reporting at local grocery stores, working on a story about "grocery line etiquette" - the dos and don'ts in the checkout line and in the aisle. A fun little story, nothing serious.
I walked up to a lady and very politely told her, after apologizing for interrupting her shopping, that I was a reporter with The Reading Eagle, that I was talking to customers today - and explained my story. Would she have a few extra moments to answer some questions? She proceeds to hesitantly answer my questions, and asks if we can walk and talk. Sure, I say.
So, she's nice, answers my questions, gives me some pretty good quotes actually, "self checkout is a beauty" "I really like to get in and get out as quickly as possible" "sometimes people just aren't very considerate of those around them - stopping and blocking the whole aisle" before I ask for her name. She tells me her first name, Bernice, and then says, "you can just call me Bernice B." I pause, and in the most polite way possible, tell her that unfortunately, I can't use anything we talked about unless I can publish her whole name.
She then insists to see some ID. Really? I can count on my hand the number of times I've been asked for a press pass and they've either been when I was A) holding a camera in my hand or B) asking for much more consequential information than "do you prefer paper or plastic?"
Of course, with my luck, I don't have my press pass on me, so I lose the whole interview.
Here's my question: Who else COULD I have been? What kind of criminal would pose as a reporter asking about your shopping habits? Who would make that up, and furthermore, for what purpose? I'm wearing a gray cotton skirt from the Gap and ballet flats. I'm not exactly intimidating.
Also, if a reporter identifies herself and proceeds to WRITE DOWN what you say - it's a safe bet you're being quoted. I guess I just thought this was assumed.
My other issue is that people like this women are probably the same ones who call newspapers untrustworthy and not credible. I guarantee if she had read that story with "Anonymous shopper" quoted, she'd have some criticism for the validity of The Reading Eagle.
I didn't understand that at all. Maybe I'm just too trusting.
6.30.2008
a tip
To the public, or at least the small public who reads my blog:
Don't call a newspaper with really stupid questions. I'm talking about like, really stupid. Whoever you are talking with in editorial will, 99 percent of the time, hang up and make fun of you to the rest of the staff.
[Better quality blogging to come, I promise. Photos are almost all edited.]
6.27.2008
And the dictionary.com word of the day is...
harbinger \HAR-bin-juhr\, noun:
1. (Archaic) One who provides lodgings; especially, the officer of the English royal household who formerly preceded the court when traveling, to provide and prepare lodgings.
2. A forerunner; a precursor; one that presages or foreshadows what is to come.
3. To signal the approach of; to presage; to be a harbinger of.
Comets have been mistakenly interpreted by humans in times past as harbingers of doom, foretelling famine, plague, and destruction. - Walter Alvarez, T. Rex and the Crater of Doom
More than the steamboat, more than anything else, the railroads were the harbinger of the future, and the future was the Industrial Revolution. - Stephen E. Ambrose, Nothing Like It In the World
The airy draughts felt to him like the undoing of everything, the unfastening of ties, a harbinger of chaos. - Pauline Melville, The Ventriloquist's Tale
Harbinger, which originally signified a person sent ahead to arrange lodgings, derives from Middle English herbergeour, "one who supplies lodgings," from Old French herbergeor, from herbergier, "to provide lodging for," from herberge, "a lodging, an inn" (cp. modern French auberge), ultimately of Germanic origin.
