Will Facebook Help Us Save Our Memories?


It seems as though every millisecond, we’re feverishly capturing our lives. You have only to look at Facebook to see photo after photo of our most cherished, cute or funny moments, stuffing albums full to their limit. Digital cameras and friendly social interfaces make a marvelous pair.

Sure, some of it is of the “Look at me!” type as we experiment with flattering angles and lighting (and Photoshop), and depending on how long-suffering our friends are, we’re vindicated with “likes” and equally flattering comments that keep us uploading more and more. Who doesn’t want their glory years to be caught in digital celluloid?

What’s this got to do with memories? Find out…

Balloons gather in silent tribute to mourn fallen comrade

From the Balloon Herald, September 13, 2011

Though they met only a scant few months ago on the first day of their internship, this pack of seemingly disparate balloons formed a fast, firm friendship.

When summer ended and their senior year of college began, the interns even rearranged their heavy course schedule so they could continue to work with lead proofreader Erin H at a company they’d come to love.

Unfortunately, their idyll didn’t last.

The group had stayed late one evening to finish up a project when the unthinkable happened: Nellie was attacked by scissors.

“We have no idea who did it,” said Harold, face frozen in a manic grin. “We heard the door lock, the lights were shut off, and then–I can’t go on.”

“It’s not Erin’s fault, she’s the best boss I’ve ever had!” Angela enthused, before quickly sobering. “It’s a pity we have such crime in our workplaces today.”

“I don’t know what’s going on with the investigation but I want answers! We’re really fragile, you know!” raged a shifty-eyed intern, who asked to remain unidentified.

Alexander agreed, wiping a rubber tear from his eye before admitting their deepest fear: “Now we’re all wondering, who’s next?”

The fifth intern had no comment.

Part of the (new) NaNoWriMo series.

Workday Bliss: Reaching for that Disney Moment


I nipped outside to see what the air was like (it was fine) and to make sure there were no Marilyn Monroe-inducing winds for those of us with skirts who worry about such things (there weren’t). A small group of us go outside at lunch and these things matter.

Our office park has a walking trail around a lagoon. I swung off onto the secret little path we take as a shortcut, and there a tiny biplane dragonfly found me and decided to stick around. He darted this way and that, unafraid, showing off his pretty wings.

The sun peeked out, the flowers smelled sweet, and all seemed very pastoral.

Then a bird appeared up ahead and winged toward me, and just as I thought I was going to have a Disney moment, the bird swooped down on the dragonfly and ate him.

Nature: Laughing at us for 4.5 billion years.

Well, I can’t help the dragonfly, but I can help us worker bees: When you’re at work all day, even five minutes of a different scene, a refreshing view, an unplanned something that makes you laugh or dream or think is essential to prevent job and career burnout.

Even if you love your job to pieces, you still need to take some kind of a break from it or risk running out of perspective, ideas and sheer gumption. This happens even if you’re in a couch-strewn social media agency or you’ve finally got the corner office with the personal bathroom–or you’re in full-time job search mode.

What do you do to recharge yourself? What’s your Disney moment?

Office with a view