Weekend!

A Happy Anniversary to Triscribe, a bit in advance, I think, but all sincere.

Sooo looking forward to the vacation this Thursday to Los Angeles and San Diego. Sooo need to get far, far away from my office. May possibly blog from Cali, but no guarantees.

Wednesday night – joined friends to celebrate a certain friend’s birthday at Caffe Carciofo on Court Street, across from the Cobble Hill Cinema. Great for for weeknight prixe fixe. Good cheap wine. Recommended.

Finished reading The Power of a Positive No, by William Ury, the co-writer of the “Getting to Yes” book that is a must for those who want to improve their negotiating skills or wish to be in mediation/ADR. Huge thumbs up – great book, very clear message on how to say no, firmly and clearly, without burning your bridges and affirming you, your needs, and your relationship with the person to whom you’re saying no. I read a library copy of the book, but I’m definitely planning on buying it eventually.

Facebook has an application to play Scrabble with your friends, created and operated by the folks at Scrabulous. Scrabulous is fabulous all right – sooo addictive to play it in solitaire format, but the Robot is so annoying, because it has greater access to words and tactics than I do. If I get that infuriated with the Robot, maybe I’ll overcome this growing addiction (this week’s obsession anyway) to Scrabulous.

Event to note: Brooklyn Book Festival, this Sunday!

Articles to note:

On Slate: A look at what makes a good modern monument.

In the NY Times: a Megan Marshall’s book review of Linda Colley’s biography of an 18th Century woman who traveled far more than anyone would have imagined in those times. Marshall’s review made the book sound fascinating, and I’d love to read it. I had read Colley’s “Britons: Forging the Nation,” in college, when I had taken a British history course – just great writing.

An inside look at Ken Burns, just before his World War II documentary airs the next Sunday (9/23).

Try to Remember

Well, it is a time of year to reflect, whether it’s because it’s almost autumn and a new school year; or it’s Rosh Hashanah; or because of 9/11 and the passage of time.

On the night of 9/11/07, after a mostly rainy day, I figured I’d stick around lower Manhattan to check out the Towers of Light. Walked to Battery Park, to pay a visit to the Sphere, and a heard a woman sing “Amazing Grace.” Looked up and saw the Towers of Lights – a pretty sight, once the low clouds cleared somewhat. Even headed to Brooklyn Promenade, but the low clouds didn’t quite clear. Once I got home, the night sky was clear and the lights were quite something to see from our backyard/driveway. A wet and somber Tuesday, a Tuesday different from the Tuesday we had 6 years ago. Speaking of the view of this year’s Towers of Light, Time Magazine’s art writer Richard Lacayo writes on the 9/10/07 entry for his Time blog, before segueing into a critique on the architecture of rebuilding:

So here it is, the sixth anniversary of that morning. Last night I was walking down the Hudson River boardwalk near my apartment in Jersey City, N. J., which is directly across the water from where the World Trade Center used to be. Every year, there’s a memorial at this time produced by scores of floodlights positioned some blocks south of where the towers used to be. They shoot two broad columns of light into the sky.

I’ve read complaints that the columns of light remind people of the vertical spears of floodlight that Albert Speer contrived for the outdoor Nazi party rally in Nuremberg, the one that Leni Riefenstahl made infamous in Triumph of the Will. Noted. But the Nazis do not own verticals of light against the sky forever. Last night, which was cloudy in New York, the columns of light were filled with changing formations of mist that reminded you, if you were there on the first 9/11, of the smoke that filled the air that day. From where I saw the lights last night, standing in roughly the same place I stood on parts of that day six years ago, they operated very powerfully, like a Light Art work by James Turrell or Robert Irwin, but one that intersected with a specific historical memory.

Since I’m in the reflecting mood, a look back at our past September 11 posts:

Try to remember the kind of September

Thinking about the idea of the 5th anniversary; realizing it’s still thought-provoking.

9/11 on a Sunday.

2004 with a number of posts from us.

2003 also had an interesting item that was 9/11 related. However, we started after 9/11/03, so perhaps my searching missed something in 2003.

Although it was humid and rainy on this week’s Tuesday, the Wednesday and Thursday had such beautiful skies. All the more to hope for the best, isn’t it?

Yet another quiz

The Technosailor Self Importance Test

Chris Pirillo

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You are most like Chris Pirillo. You dominate your brand and do quite well in marketing it. However, you go out of the way to place the focus on other people as much as possible as a decision on power and authority. You may have many followers, readers or fans but you rarely let this distract you from your mission and focus.

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