A marketeer among us?

OK, I can do that, because I am all diverse and shit.

This weekend: Not chewing my nails while The Client reviews my last submission, because I am supremely confident that my mojo is stronger than The Client's mojo. Of course, The Client's mojo is geographically closer to him, so there might be an inverse-square thing going on with the mojo.

I might nibble at this one hangnail that is starting to bug me.

New in-town TJ's? Woot! Now to see if the Metro goes there.

Trader Joe's DC report:

It's on 25th and L, just a few blocks from the Foggy Bottom metro stop. It was bigger than I expected, but not huge -- one aisle of fruits and vegetables and fancy cheese, a bakery section and a dairy section in the back, a freezer aisle with open freezers that really don't seem to be keeping the food frozen, and two or three aisles of other grocery stuff. Plus a wine section which looked pretty decent. They had a pretty good selection of most stuff, though they seemed to be having trouble keeping the shelves stocked -- there were employees restocking the shelves everywhere, and still a bunch of empty places that they hadn't gotten to yet. It was pretty crowded, but they had the lines going pretty quickly.

I got a pretty good assortment of stuff. They didn't have exactly what I was looking for (kale), but I got an OK substitute (chard.) I also got some blueberry cheese, which looks yummy, though I haven't tried it yet.

What am I doing this weekend? Curling up with cramps. Joy. At least I don't have to talk to customers during the worst of it.

Absolutely, Lee.

Oh, I worked out that tabbed format and sent the super-spiffed status report out to upper management. I think it was lovely. I should get a raise.

Of course, I cornered one of the big bosses about his use of the terms "static" and "dynamic" in reference to content. I believe semantics are very important for consistent communications. At least here. The industry already defined them.

I am attending 3 yearold's birthday party. there will be a nature walk and a craft (birdfeeder). /this is why i have kid birthday party anxiety,

Also, my kid peed on the floor in a fancy shop tonight. The owner was very nic; I was mortified.

my kid peed on the floor in a fancy shop tonight

Oh, my. Gesture of aggression, or accident?

Hello Kitty muffler.

Little of both. She didn't take off her pants and squat or anything, but her accidents have a flavor of rebellion. Luckily on a wood floor.

I was totally imagining a scarf.

I already have pictures to contribute. . .

I already have pictures to contribute. . .

And you've sent me ones that qualify before too. I just need to work out how to label and present it so I don't get creepy approaches and pictures.

It hasn't been too bad so far. I had one guy send me a naked picture of himself, and one other try and ask me about how much I like men's feet. As long as any fetishists don't over-share, over-inquire, or over-demand, I'm good.