Friday, March 21, 2008

Instead of perfume there will be rottenness

It's Good Friday today, and I'm reading The Bible. I struggle with it; I don't understand. Isaiah is a cruel, cruel chapter of the Old Testament. Reminding us of God's terrible disappointment in us and the punishment he has in store.

Yes, there are bad girls in The Bible, and God does not love them. Woe to the wicked! They let their women rule over them.

Isaiah 3: 18-24
The LORD said:

Because the daughters of Zion are haughty and walk with outstretched necks, glancing wantonly with their eyes, mincing along as they go, tinkling with their feet; the Lord will smite with a scab the heads of the daughters of Zion, and the Lord will lay bare their secret parts.

In that day the Lord will take away the finer of the anklets, the headbands, and the crescents; the pendants, the bracelets, and the scarfs; the headdresses, the armlets, the sashes, the perfume boxes, and the amulets; the signet rings and nose rings; the festal robes, the mantles, the cloaks, and the handbags; the garments of gauze, the linen garments, the turbans, and the veils.

Instead of perfume there will be rottenness; and instead of a girdle, a rope; and instead of well-set hair, baldness; and instead of a rich robe, a girding of sackcloth; instead of beauty, shame.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Swish Blogade Hostess

Oh boy. I'm still cringing from this video that my friend Lisanne of Found in Brooklyn took at the March 9 Brooklyn Blogade. I'm not used to seeing myself on film. Do I really move and sound like that?

But in the spirit of accurately disseminating the local news and embarrassing myself, I give you here a video of me being a swish hostess in the Old Brick Cafe on Church Avenue in Kensington.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Blogade Review from the Laziest Girl in Town

I've always wanted an excuse to call myself "the laziest girl in town," and now I've found the perfect one. I was the hostess for yesterday's Brooklyn Blogade and planned the event, but rather than me going to the trouble of writing about it, I'm going to leave that chore in the capable hands of other Blogadeers.

Please go to the Flatbush Gardener's review, which has tons of pictures, including a fabulous one of me being a posey wanker. I tried to download the JPEG, but I couldn't figure it out and am probably stealing or breaking some law by trying, and anyway, I'm too lazy to figure it out. Just go to the Flatbush Gardener's link.

I received a really sweet thank you from Eleanor Traubman of Creative Times:
"When I think about what word comes to mind to describe yesterday's blogade, it's

"First, Joyce set such a warm, welcoming tone for the event. Setting it up for folks to read was such a great idea, really gave us a chance to see each other in a new and deeper way that went a step beyond a Shout Out.

"Second, people who read were generous in terms of sharing different pieces of themselves through their writing - personal stuff, stuff that reflected who they are. That takes courage.

"Third, the folks who ran the restaurant just kept the food coming.....homemade food from their family's cultural tradition. I liked, also, that they got to be part of the event. I saw that they were listening to everything and seemed moved.

"Joyce said it well when she saw the afternoon as a way to humanize technology, see the human faces behind the blogs.

"I feel honored to be part of such an amazing, kind, smart, funny, savvy, and civic-minded group of people."

Thanks, Eleanor! And now here's the complete list of everybody else who came yesterday to the Old Brick Cafe in Kensington:

Blue Barn Pictures
Crazy Stable and A Year in Prospect Park
Found in Brooklyn
Hutch Owen comic strip
Luna Park Gazette
Midnight Cowgirls
Only the Blog Knows Brooklyn
Self-Absorbed Boomer
Washington Square Park

My god. Many of these links contain posts where people have already written about yesterday's Blogade. I've been scooped on my own event. That's what happens to lazy girls who want to appear as if hard work is beneath them. I hope somebody's making some money off of all this energetic reporting. Me, I'd rather swan about on the day of the Blogade, wearing a cute outfit and filling people's wine glasses and asking them if they're having a nice time.