Wedding Planning

So I've been planning my wedding. It's 89 days away. Panic has set in. My to-do list is twice as long as when I started last October. My budget is bursting at the seems. My low carb diet is not only driving ME crazy, but my friends are super tired of hearing about it. There's no doubt about it: modern wedding planning is designed to test every relationship you have and push you to the brink of insanity. But the good news: I'm learning how to be a bride. Not a bridezilla, but a bride. Which means knowing what I want and making it happen. Pretty cool actually. And the wedding planning tools available these days are downright INJEANNIOUS! My faves include Wedding Tracker, The Knot and David's Bridal. This weekend: bachelorette party, West Coast style. :)

QCTM

All hail the Facebook social experiment! But how to monetize... Why, with t-shirts!

Put a Dollar in the Karma Jar

My new friend E. helped me come up with the latest business idea we'll never do. It's a jar. With the word KARMA written on it. Panhandlers and moonlighting teens alike can use it to solicit funds by simply suggesting passersby put a dollar in the KARMA jar.

This is a better method of begging than asking for change or concocting an elaborate story about your car full of children across the river where it ran out of gas because you were going to live with your mother-in-law because your no good cheating husband ran off with your boss at the gas station where you used to work for gas but got fired from when you dumped your husband after filling up for the last time... etc.

The KARMA jar gets at the heart of why so many of us give money to those who ask for it. Because we believe it is in some way repaying old debts or building our own store of good karma. The KARMA jar tells it like it is.

So put a dollar in the KARMA jar. But not until after I trademark it.

Back in Action

I have half a dozen diaries from ages 8-18 that have anywhere from 1 to 20 pages filled with nonsensical scribblings. One from summer camp 1990, followed immediately by swim team championships 1993. My blog reminds me of them. I can't quite put a finger on why.

I am hearby making a committment to write in my Web log more than I wrote in my diaries. Thus, I am back in action! Stay tuned...

It's in the NY Times People!

My resveritrol rants have started a wildfire of offline media coverage. In fact, the New York Times had an article on it a few weeks ago, pointing out the regulatory obstacles for wine makers who would like to tout the benefits of resveritrol. Perhaps the author of this piece did not yet have the opportunity to read my posting below...

I have a new idea. It's simple. Create volunteer centers on SecondLife.com for non-profit fund raising. Develop a "hip" digital alternative to the Lance Armstrong wristband. Give it out in exchange for donations of time and money. Easy money, low overhead. Done and done.

If you post a Comment, I'll buy you a beer.

Pre-empt Tragedy

This is not a blog intended to capture only my thoughts so that the world might read them at a leisurely pace. Oh NO! It is intended to *spark* ideas and inspire you - my friends - to post your own ideas that have not yet and will likely never see the light of day otherwise. OR, try Comments. It's fun!

And let's be honest, no one but my closest friends know that this site exists. So it's not like you can hide behind anonymity. I know who YOU are.

Soon enough this blog will be overrun by ravenous entrepreneurs, and your chance to get in early, before the revolution, will have passed.

Resveritrol Better Than Ever

A Buffalo-born friend was kind enough to share with me some news on Resveritrol. Apparently if your mice are on the chubby side, or are packing on some unwanted holiday poundage, they too might benefit from high-rez wine.