this woman’s work

I had two great client meetings today. The first was with the owner and staff of this fantastic clothing store in the Short North, Substance. The clothes are beautifully designed, well-made and from sustainable manufacturers (often times using organic goods). There are fantastic purses from Ethiopia and the softest t-shirts designed right there in the store. They even have a handful of desigs made from discarded shirts brought in by customers. And the prices? Comparable to the clothes I was writing up at Express this summer (only much more beautifully, comfortably and respectfully made).

They brought me in for a Q&A about some web 2.0 stuff and I hope I’ll get to work with them further but whatever else happens, count me in as a fan.

Next I headed North to the Short North Business Administration to help John launch their new blog. Chris brought me in on the project — they set up the blog and asked me to help him figure out how to use the software. He’s a funny, personable, friendly guy and I had a good time showing him how WordPress and Twitter work. (He’s shortnorth on twitter.)

Now I’m watching Brett clean the kitchen while we wait for Abby to call and tell us she’s heading over to Kristen’s with the kids.

Anyway, it’s been a busy day and tonight will be a busy (social) evening and tomorrow I have some client calls and work to do then maybe I can rest a tiny bit this weekend. Or something. But today was fun — I like hearing about other people’s lives and I like helping them figure out how to do something new and interesting.

Oh last night I sent a proposal for a project that I’m really really really hoping gets approved (it’s a work thing — not a writing thing) because it would be a blast to put it together and I’d like to see what people would make of it. If you think you can type with your fingers crossed, please consider crossing them!

When I was in 9th grade I was in love with Ron Glick. In 8th grade I had loved Scott Cordial and then Chris Pezzano but this was nothing to how much I loved Ron Glick.

The 9th graders had their own building that year because the school district was juggling student bodies trying to make an over-crowded system work without raising taxes. It was nice to be by ourselves for the first year of high school, especially for me because I was a year younger than my classmates (I skipped 4th grade) and I was, ahem, a late bloomer (I had no boobies). Michelle Creighton used to stroll down the hall in really tight Calvin Kleins singing that song by Billy Squier, “Everybody wants me!” and I would look at her shaking her little butt and just hate myself. And her.

I loved Ron Glick for two reasons: 1) I figured he was a little bit funny-looking and so maybe he would love me back because probably he wasn’t in huge demand (kind of like loving Roger the drummer in Duran Duran instead of wasting my time pining after Nick or John), and 2) when I sat behind him in math class and noticed the way his broad shoulders stretched his pin-striped oxford shirt, well, my tummy started doing flip-flops.

One day my big sister, Erica, came home and said that she had seen Ron Glick outside the high school in a car with a bunch of friends and that she had talked to him! And he had told her that he was going to say hi to me the very next day!
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