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Luckshies, bubbelah
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Happy New Year (to the tune of The Christmas Song aka Chestnusts Roasting on an Open Fire)
Luckshies boiling on an open flame,
Jonah stuck inside the whale,
Shofar blasts being blown everywhere,
While sins get cast out from a pail.
Everybody wants the matzah balls and challah,
Herring, gefiltefish and Tums,
Tiny tots with their eyes full of cake,
Think trips to temple are no fun.
They know that next week grownups have to stop eating;
Mom and Dad’s patience just never lasts.
And though they might end up like big old grumps,
Apples and honey will soon smooth out the bumps.
And so I’m offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two,
Although its been said many times, many ways,
L’Shana Tovah Tikatevu to you.
And a cheat sheet for anyone more interested.
By Jill Miller Zimon at 5:44 pm October 3rd, 2005 in Politics | 5 Comments
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A snit before I sit
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To help folks traveling to the East side anywhere near Shaker and Brainard Road, be sure to familiarize yourself with this map before you venture over. If you actually live around these parts, and don’t want your blood pressure to skyrocket, memorize the damn thing.
Because, just like we’re never really prepared when someone dies after a long illness, even with all the flyers and signs and pronouncements, I was unprepared for what I faced when I got re-routed just an hour ago on my way home.
I was on my cellphone with my husband when, in the middle of an otherwise uneventful conversation, I started cursing like an obscene and very repetitious R rated action film full of thugs who only know how to shout and curse with four letter words, only varying those words with the occasional -ing.
I was BULLS**T as they say.
Why? Because just three hours before, I’d been through the same area and nothing had been done yet to change the traffic, even though signs everywhere proclaimed that the change would occur today. Of course, I laughed at that too – ha – you’re going to do it by Oct. 3rd? No way.
(Who’s the PD transportation guy? Does he have a blog? Damn, I am SO short on time today!)
Well, they proved me wrong and when I got to the diversion, heading down Brainard South, arriving at the circle with Pepper Pike’s City Hall to my east, Park’s old shul to my right, it’s new one across the circle from me and Bethaynu to my left, I lost it.
I HATE what’s being done. Not just because I’m not a huge fan of change (you should have seen me in the Pepper Pike Heinen’s when, on the first day of PASSOVER they began upending all their shelves and cases and flooring and ceiling all because of a complete facelift, which, now that Rosh Hashana is here, it’s just about done), but because…well, JUST BECAUSE. Do I need another reason?
Ok – so I can’t think right now. I shouldn’t be thinking – I have simmus to make and prime rib to bake and grapefruit to cut. Not to mention my nails. Oy, my nails.
And thank God for the holiday – because if I didn’t have that distraction, I was so ready to march to this computer and e-mail Mayor Akers, well, not to death – he’s too old for me to say that even mockingly. But I was so ready to email him something to vent my frustration.
Thank HEAVENS for blogs.
Sigh – I feel so much better now that I can finally write what I’ve really been wanting to since yesterday.
Wow, that felt good.
By Jill Miller Zimon at 5:19 pm October 3rd, 2005 in Politics | 4 Comments
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Luckshies, bubbelah
Filed Under Politics | 4 Comments
Happy New Year (to the tune of The Christmas Song aka Chestnusts Roasting on an Open Fire)
Luckshies boiling on an open flame,
Jonah stuck inside the whale,
Shofar blasts being blown everywhere,
While sins get cast out from a pail.
Everybody wants the matzah balls and challah,
Herring, gefiltefish and Tums,
Tiny tots with their eyes full of cake,
Think trips to temple are no fun.
They know that next week grownups have to stop eating;
Mom and Dad’s patience just never lasts.
And though they might end up like big old grumps,
Apples and honey will soon smooth out the bumps.
And so I’m offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two,
Although its been said many times, many ways,
L’Shana Tovah Tikatevu to you.
And a cheat sheet for anyone more interested.
By Jill Miller Zimon at 1:44 pm October 3rd, 2005 in Politics | 4 Comments
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3
A snit before I sit
Filed Under Politics | 4 Comments
To help folks traveling to the East side anywhere near Shaker and Brainard Road, be sure to familiarize yourself with this map before you venture over. If you actually live around these parts, and don’t want your blood pressure to skyrocket, memorize the damn thing.
Because, just like we’re never really prepared when someone dies after a long illness, even with all the flyers and signs and pronouncements, I was unprepared for what I faced when I got re-routed just an hour ago on my way home.
I was on my cellphone with my husband when, in the middle of an otherwise uneventful conversation, I started cursing like an obscene and very repetitious R rated action film full of thugs who only know how to shout and curse with four letter words, only varying those words with the occasional -ing.
I was BULLS**T as they say.
Why? Because just three hours before, I’d been through the same area and nothing had been done yet to change the traffic, even though signs everywhere proclaimed that the change would occur today. Of course, I laughed at that too – ha – you’re going to do it by Oct. 3rd? No way.
(Who’s the PD transportation guy? Does he have a blog? Damn, I am SO short on time today!)
Well, they proved me wrong and when I got to the diversion, heading down Brainard South, arriving at the circle with Pepper Pike’s City Hall to my east, Park’s old shul to my right, it’s new one across the circle from me and Bethaynu to my left, I lost it.
I HATE what’s being done. Not just because I’m not a huge fan of change (you should have seen me in the Pepper Pike Heinen’s when, on the first day of PASSOVER they began upending all their shelves and cases and flooring and ceiling all because of a complete facelift, which, now that Rosh Hashana is here, it’s just about done), but because…well, JUST BECAUSE. Do I need another reason?
Ok – so I can’t think right now. I shouldn’t be thinking – I have simmus to make and prime rib to bake and grapefruit to cut. Not to mention my nails. Oy, my nails.
And thank God for the holiday – because if I didn’t have that distraction, I was so ready to march to this computer and e-mail Mayor Akers, well, not to death – he’s too old for me to say that even mockingly. But I was so ready to email him something to vent my frustration.
Thank HEAVENS for blogs.
Sigh – I feel so much better now that I can finally write what I’ve really been wanting to since yesterday.
Wow, that felt good.
By Jill Miller Zimon at 1:19 pm October 3rd, 2005 in Politics | 4 Comments
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3
The antithetical SC nominee
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This isn’t a joke, is it?
Experience? Bar this, bar that, law firm this, law firm that, in charge of Bush’s papers for six years (and we know what he says he’s never seen and didn’t know about).
O.M.G.
By Jill Miller Zimon at 12:23 pm October 3rd, 2005 in Politics | 6 Comments
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Luckshies, bubbelah
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Happy New Year (to the tune of The Christmas Song aka Chestnusts Roasting on an Open Fire)
Luckshies boiling on an open flame,
Jonah stuck inside the whale,
Shofar blasts being blown everywhere,
While sins get cast out from a pail.
Everybody wants the matzah balls and challah,
Herring, gefiltefish and Tums,
Tiny tots with their eyes full of cake,
Think trips to temple are no fun.
They know that next week grownups have to stop eating;
Mom and Dad’s patience just never lasts.
And though they might end up like big old grumps,
Apples and honey will soon smooth out the bumps.
And so I’m offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two,
Although its been said many times, many ways,
L’Shana Tovah Tikatevu to you.
And a cheat sheet for anyone more interested.
By Jill Miller Zimon at 10:44 am October 3rd, 2005 in Politics | Comments Off
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3
A snit before I sit
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To help folks traveling to the East side anywhere near Shaker and Brainard Road, be sure to familiarize yourself with this map before you venture over. If you actually live around these parts, and don’t want your blood pressure to skyrocket, memorize the damn thing.
Because, just like we’re never really prepared when someone dies after a long illness, even with all the flyers and signs and pronouncements, I was unprepared for what I faced when I got re-routed just an hour ago on my way home.
I was on my cellphone with my husband when, in the middle of an otherwise uneventful conversation, I started cursing like an obscene and very repetitious R rated action film full of thugs who only know how to shout and curse with four letter words, only varying those words with the occasional -ing.
I was BULLS**T as they say.
Why? Because just three hours before, I’d been through the same area and nothing had been done yet to change the traffic, even though signs everywhere proclaimed that the change would occur today. Of course, I laughed at that too – ha – you’re going to do it by Oct. 3rd? No way.
(Who’s the PD transportation guy? Does he have a blog? Damn, I am SO short on time today!)
Well, they proved me wrong and when I got to the diversion, heading down Brainard South, arriving at the circle with Pepper Pike’s City Hall to my east, Park’s old shul to my right, it’s new one across the circle from me and Bethaynu to my left, I lost it.
I HATE what’s being done. Not just because I’m not a huge fan of change (you should have seen me in the Pepper Pike Heinen’s when, on the first day of PASSOVER they began upending all their shelves and cases and flooring and ceiling all because of a complete facelift, which, now that Rosh Hashana is here, it’s just about done), but because…well, JUST BECAUSE. Do I need another reason?
Ok – so I can’t think right now. I shouldn’t be thinking – I have simmus to make and prime rib to bake and grapefruit to cut. Not to mention my nails. Oy, my nails.
And thank God for the holiday – because if I didn’t have that distraction, I was so ready to march to this computer and e-mail Mayor Akers, well, not to death – he’s too old for me to say that even mockingly. But I was so ready to email him something to vent my frustration.
Thank HEAVENS for blogs.
Sigh – I feel so much better now that I can finally write what I’ve really been wanting to since yesterday.
Wow, that felt good.
By Jill Miller Zimon at 10:19 am October 3rd, 2005 in Politics | Comments Off
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Oct
3
The antithetical SC nominee
Filed Under Politics | 6 Comments
This isn’t a joke, is it?
Experience? Bar this, bar that, law firm this, law firm that, in charge of Bush’s papers for six years (and we know what he says he’s never seen and didn’t know about).
O.M.G.
By Jill Miller Zimon at 8:23 am October 3rd, 2005 in Politics | 6 Comments
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Oct
3
The antithetical SC nominee
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This isn’t a joke, is it?
Experience? Bar this, bar that, law firm this, law firm that, in charge of Bush’s papers for six years (and we know what he says he’s never seen and didn’t know about).
O.M.G.
By Jill Miller Zimon at 5:23 am October 3rd, 2005 in Politics | Comments Off
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3
Ain’t misbehaving enough
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During a recent hunt for techie women in the blogosphere (kudos again to BFD for its long list of blogs organized mainly by name and George’s reference to Misbehaving.net), I formed the opinion that more than 60-80% of these women are 34 and under. There’s an occasional 41 or 46 or 53 year old. But overall, I didn’t find the critical mass I was hoping for.
This absence of women from my generation really disturbed me and so I needed to know why – why the absence?
I found a partial answer as I read the blog and website of this woman
When I graduated college in 1984, Drexel was the first college nationwide to introduce the idea that every college student needed a computer. But even at Georgetown, where I was, no one had a computer – no one. I completed my 100+page senior thesis on an IBM Selectric typewriter – with my three roommates doing sections for me on theirs.
The Computer lab was full of big triangular monitors with blackish grey screens and orange blinking cursors. I took one class in computers and the only thing I remember is that we did some stuff about widgets – and I’m not using the term widget to stand in for something else. Widgets was in fact the item name we used for the class project.
I remember the IBM handlers from 1982 coming two, three and four times a week into my DOJ office to help us figure out programs. I was doing a speaker’s bureau analysis of where deputy attorney generals had given media appearances on the Simpson/Mazzoli immigration bill which Reagan wanted to pass (he never did get it done).
And to back up even further and help sharpen the picture, when I was in high school (78-80)and everyone was starting to think about college, no one, I mean no one was thinking “tech job.” And I was at a geeky public school, in a class of 500, from which 95% would go to college, and a large chunk of those attended Ivies, GU, BC, Tufts, Amherst, Williams, Wesleyan, bla bla bla – you get the idea. Everyone had doctors, lawyers, academics and corporate folks for parents (my mom was a genetics lab researcher and my dad started a business in chemicals after he’d been a bench scientist at Bristol Myers and a chemical salesman for a few years).
Ok – so what did my cohort study? BUSINESS. Everyone wanted to go to business school. Law school was not a significant alternative as it later became until after the market crashed in October, 1987. And most of my friends, with just one or two exceptions, went to graduate school – men and women. (I majored in Chinese but when my folks squashed my hopes of going to mainland for a year – mainland was considered closed then – I switched to a double in gov’t and sociology). And none in the hard sciences unless it was med school. The others? An architect, a priest in the seminary, and b-school all over the place. Foreign service, English PhDs and so on.
Does this reflect me, the East Coast and my alma mater? Sure.
But still – the fact that young adults with brains weren’t going near tech, I think, says something.
Ok – now – did I have a window of opportunity for tech? I actually did – and I would say that it sits up there with the lives I’ve passed on that would have placed me in DC/government, theater (I was a big theater geek in high school and college) or a think tank.
I worked at Yale from 85-88 in their development office – a fancy word for fundraising that I didn’t know until I got asked to interview for the job. I was in major gifts research (where we had our own computers, and that was a big deal) for a year or so, then managed the research department for the corporate and foundation relations department.
One day, the head of the department asked me to design cutting edge presentations for him to make to the Yale Corporation – which is the school’s board of trustees. He wanted to highlight the program areas at the top 10-20 foundations (MacArthur, Robert Wood Johnson, Ford and so on), show which ones Yale already had part of and which ones it didn’t, so that Yale could then try to get more pieces of the pie.
Where did I spend all my time? In the Mac lab down the hall. An amazing room with a high ceiling and computer students everywhere, plus Macs. If you remember Daisywheels and Hypercard, and knew how to use them, then you know where I’m coming from because that’s what I was working with. And I loved it and I did a great job and made fabulous charts and presentations and spoke a language that not a single one of the 75 people – half of whom were Yalies – knew about, because among all those folks, not one was using a Mac.
That was 1986-87.
I convinced them that we needed a Mac and I got free reign to buy one and whatever peripherals I needed. Problem was, I knew nothing about programming. I got a couple of grad students to help set up the stuff, but I eventually left for Ohio – law/social work degree – for a variety of reasons.
And that, as they say, was that.
Now, I’m just a normal computer user for the most part, and I mourn that ability to stick with something and ask questions until I knew everything I wanted to and understood it the way I needed to.
Likewsie, as a result of seeing these fabulous blogs with intelligent conversation, and bios that reveal the majority of those responsible to be well under 40, I get envious. A tech career was as normal a choice on a list as teacher, nurse, financial analyst or engineer for them – for you. Not for me. What a “job in tech” means now just is not what it meant when I was priming myself for life.
So, if it seems like I’m not acting my age when I throw out questions fast and furious or overtweak my blog’s appearance because I’ve mastered some code, well, I guess I am.
So there.
By Jill Miller Zimon at 2:28 am October 3rd, 2005 in Politics | 8 Comments
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