Waking up on the cover of the SF Chron

Step up, step up, step up the sky is open-armed
When the light is mine, I felt gravity pull onto my eyes,
holding my head straight (looking down).
This is the easiest task I've ever had to do...

I fell asleep and read just about every paragraph

Read the scene where gravity is pulling me around
Shift the swaying river's shift
Oceans fall and mountains drift
It's a Man Ray kind of sky
Let me show you what I can do with it
Time and distance are out of place here

Feeling Gravity's Pull, REM



Hey, it has been a great week already and it’s only Monday ;-) Usually the title of this would just mean that Sally fell asleep again reading research material (not that I ever read papers anymore without them being online, although most of my news comes from NPR and CNET radio) and woke up with a face full of newsprint. No, this was something completely different (as Monty Python used to point out). Saturday I woke up and wrote for a few hours on FutureNet and then got ready to go out to Buck’s for the Wild Women of Wonder breakfast. Then, one of my partners in crime, Nicole Kidd, rings me up and say’s, “Congratulations, you made the front cover of the Chronicle!” That may sound like a great thing on the face of it, but it’s kind of cross between finding a 60 Minutes crew at the front door of your office when you come in to work and then finding out that they’re there to cover something really great that you did. There’s always that moment of great trepidation when you know you’re in the press, but you just don’t know what for. Did they actually find out about that affair with Condit? Just kidding about that -- but there are so many who can claim that as truth, jeez. Did you hear Leiberman back Condit and say that police should move on and look at real leads? That, my dears, is going to come back and haunt him. Why would anyone -- especially Gore's runningmate -- protect Condit? At least some politicians are coming out and admitting they were hoodwinked by this guy and are retracting their statements. This guy should either move into the Mustang Ranch, or get injections to tone down his mighty sexual (and very sloppy) appetite. Think about it -- how much sex can one actually have (and hide from the Republicans and his wife) without the great effort taking a toll on what they're doing. And you know he's playing his "I'm a powerful politician card," because who would sleep with this guy if you met him in a bar? He wouldn't even get my number, actually he kind of looks like a snake. So now I'm thinking the only reason this guy is getting any is because he is a politician, my vote (although I didn't vote for him, but the "collective" vote) is making it possible for this guy to even have sex. This guy is having more sex than Ellison (okay, so I'm really assuming on this one) and now one of his lovers -- one who was deeply in love with him -- turns up missing. No, this is not suspicious. No, this will not take a toll on the work he is supposed to be doing for US. There are places for politicians such as this -- perhaps France? Saturday Night Live did a skit last weekend where this chick joins a dating service and gets a video, plugs it into the player and you see her look of terror and hear the over dub, it was kind of something like... he enjoys taking long walks in the woods, he's very private... etc., and then the camera pans over to the TV screen and it's a picture of Condit! Kudos to Loren Michaels -- man, you still rock after all of these years. Yes, Loren Michaels would get my number....


Well, that was a hell of a sidebar...back to the story at hand. After Nicole’s announcement and swallowing the heart that had momentarily caught in my throat, she told me that the cover of Dot-com Success Surviving the Fallout & Consolidation (the photo) had been on the second fold of the paper! Well, needless to say, I got dressed a bit quicker and went out to pick up copies. There it was – what a cool way to start out the day! Go to

Well, that was a hell of a sidebar...back to the story at hand. After Nicole’s announcement and swallowing the heart that had momentarily caught in my throat, she told me that the cover of Dot-com Success Surviving the Fallout & Consolidation (the photo) had been on the second fold of the paper! Well, needless to say, I got dressed a bit quicker and went out to pick up copies. There it was – what a cool way to start out the day! Go to Chronicle Link if you want to see the article. Nothing about the book was mentioned, but a picture of the front cover (taken at Buck's) was used to juxtapose the doom and gloom of the Valley. Everyone wants to know if if it's ever going to get back to where ever it was we were. Nope. We were never meant to be there in the first place. The economy will eventually bounce back to where it should have been. All the pretty, shiny dot-commas who rushed out here can go back to their mundane jobs in the mid-west. The wait-line for a U-Haul is a month, does that tell you anything at all?

Getting back to a much happier subject -- breakfast was fabulous and got to meet up some more very cool women – Nicole is actually writing a piece in the guest column section (Lounge) about our discussion, which was quite lively about where we see the future of technology taking us. As always, I had a fabulous time! Lot’s of good stuff. I can hardly wait to see the Nicole Report!

I was in the city on Friday night with Pat and on the way back, she pointed to the bill board off of the 101/280 junction and it was an Apple ad which had a pic of the new and improved G4 that said “Pro Create.” Pat made a quipping remark, “Does that mean if you put two together they’ll breed?” Very cleaver ad, but no 1984 campaign -- they should get Fred Hoar and Guy Kawasaki together working on a new one.

We went up to Santa Cruz to do some research with Jonathan Baker (a newbe from the East Coast who insists on telling his friends how great this place is and they're arriving in droves) on Sunday – at least it was sunny there. The whole SF area and upper Peninsula suffers the same fate every time this year. Lots of fog/overcast until late September. A horrible time to be entertaining people from out of town who expect sun, and lots of it. Jon got to eat his first artichoke ever -- and it was one of those deep fried things from the Boardwalk, the aggressive panhandling seagulls got the best of that deal.

I’m back to work now.
sally