Several things struck me in this New York Times article, Sophia? Is That You Behind the Shades?, about giant sunglasses, none having to do with the weaing of giant sunglasses themselves.
First it was the discovery that the house style at the Times is to spell New York's Nolita neighborhood, "NoLIta" which I guess makes sense (North of Little Italy) but sure looks ugly in print. Then it was the realization that "crème brûlée" was being used as an adjective to describe the color of someone's giant sunglasses. I object. Crème brûlée is a yummy dessert, and sounds far too affected when used as a color — unless you're a French chef with a limited command of the English language.
The final blow was the quote from a woman in the business who said, "People are loving theses shades because they make you look hoboish in a rich way[.]" You've got to be kidding, that sounds just like Derelicte to me! And what the hell is, "hoboish in a rich way"? I spent five hundred dollars on giant sunglasses and a peasant skirt but look like I slept on the street? Is that it? Sounds hoboish in a stupid way to me.
A really interesting article in today's New York Times, Kick Off Your Shoes and Run Awhile, discusses a developing trend: running barefoot.
During the past decade two barefoot-style training methods for runners have been developed based on the same principle: that legs, not shoes, are the best shock absorbers. That is, you land on your forefoot, instead of your heel, and paw back.
Many people now think that structured running shoes are leading to "lazy feet", that is feet that have under-developed muscles and are therefore more prone to injury. Running barefoot, or with new less structured shoes, may help strengthen feet and eventually lead to less injury. I'm curious about the claim, though not entirely convinced. The article says a lot of things that make sense to me.
Cameron Marlow (creator of Blogdex and a friend) is running a survey about weblogs. If you're a weblog author, it will take you about 15 minutes to complete and asks some straight-forward questions about when you started blogging, what you link to and why, etc. Don't worry, no essays are involved, you just check some boxes and click some buttons. Please consider taking a moment to participate if you're a blogger. With surveys, like parties, the more the merrier! And diverser!
I am not a fan of disposable razors, they always seemed wasteful to me, and never very good. So a long time ago — before they made fancy razors for women — I started using Gillette men's razors. Over the years, I slowly upgraded until I was using the Gillette Mach 3. And I was happy. Until I left it in the shower on Nantucket last week. So I headed to Duane Reade for a new razor and for some reason decided now was the time to try a ladies' razor. The Gillette Venus looked nice and the handle appeared ergonomic and easy to manoveur, so without much thought I bought it. Then I shaved my legs with it.
OH MY GOD!!
What was I thinking using that crappy old Mach 3 for all those years? The Venus is AMAZING! Easy to control, nimble around the ankles, slick and fast up the calf, and above all, smooth! My legs haven't ever felt so smooth after a shave ever! I'm counting the minutes until I can shave again, that's how much I love this razor. It's a triple-mint, double-plus-good, two-thumbs up, five stars and diamonds razor. For sure.
I'm always in search of a good outdoor adventure, so when I saw this article in the New York Times, Hikes in Europe, With Your Boots on the Ground and Your Bed Above It, my feet felt ready to ramble. Alas, the article details guided trips that are rather expensive and not my cup of tea. But the article is still useful as a suggestion of where to hike in Europe. I hadn't realized that Corsica was good for hiking (as the author points out, most Americans haven't…)
Though it is hardly news to Europeans, Americans have only recently awakened to the hiking opportunity on the rugged Mediterranean island of Corsica, France's "mountain in the sea."
Apparently Corsica is home to the GR20, "the spectacular and arduous 130-mile route that many claim is Europe's best backpacking trail." Oooh! Perhaps my next trip to France will involve a visit to the GR20. Spectacular and arduous are two of my favorite hiking-related adjectives!
An interesting article about the controversy surrounding foie gras and the current movement to ban its production in the United States: Does a Duck Have a Soul? How foie gras became the new fur.
Today after the WABC Father's Day Fight Against Prostate Cancer 5 mile race in Central Park, New York City:
Him: So how'd you do?
Me: Not too badly. I ran about nine and a half minute miles. I don't know though, it seems like I should be able to go faster than that.
Him: Yeah, I watched the eight minute milers and they don't look that different from you.
Me: Yeah, sometimes people pass me and I see them and think, I should be able to go that fast.
Him: Yeah, like this guy today. He was doing six minute miles, and he was in his sixties. And he was flying! And he only had one arm!
Ever since I read this article, Old Nantucket Warily Meets the New, the other day, the term "hyper-rich" has been rolling off my tongue. It's only fitting since I'm on Nantucket right now and signs of the hyper-rich abound — such as the Hummer loaded for a beach assault with stacks of beach chairs and fishing rods on its roof and a cooler mounted to its front grill. During a visit to France, a friend told me that the kids were using "hyper" and "giga" (pronounced with French accents, of course) as superlatives, e.g. "hyper bon" for really really good. My mother knows this, so today as I told her how I keep using the term "hyper-rich", she proposed "hyper-riche" as an alternative. I plan to pronounce it as Frenchly as possible (eee-pear reesh) as the Hummers drive over me on their way to the beach.
Ages ago (well it seems that way), I went to Tufts University outside Boston, MA. More recently, the school interviewed me about Blogger, Pyra, and my web life. The interview in online here, A Web Of Innovation. I look a little stern in the pictures, perhaps because — while it looks nice and sunny outside — it was actually quite cold and I was freezing. And since I'm not a famous model, there was no truck with hot chocolate or an assistant with a big warm coat waiting for me off camera.
Before I left for Ireland, I had the pleasure of being interviewed by Halley Suitt for an audio series she does called Memory Lane. We spoke about everything from my trip to computer camp in fifth grade (NERD!!) to the founding of Pyra and the rise of blogging. It was a lot of fun speaking with Halley and I think it's one of the best interviews I've done, and by done I mean talked a lot while Halley gently nudged the conversation down interesting paths.
The whole thing is available here: Memory Lane interview with Meg Hourihan in various formats (Windows media, MP3, etc.). It goes about an hour and weighs in at 27MB. My favorite part is at the end, when I talk about bloggers not really being media consumers but more media regurgitaters. It's my new favorite way of describing what bloggers are doing these days.