January 2008
9 posts
The Pickle
There is “Carly the Professional” and “Carly the laid back, fleece wearing, semi-crunchy / semi-yuppy who saves pickles in her timbuk2 bag”. Both personas clash on occasion, causing a sort of different pickle for the “Carly of the Moment” to deal with.
example 1. When we train leasing consultants, we provide them with bottled water. Bottled water during...
Highlights of a Hundred
Why hello, all you regular readers. This is the 100th post on CarlyWhite.com. Over the last few weeks I have pondered how to make the 100th post special. In 1995, Seinfeld celebrated their 100th episode by sharing the highlights of the previous 99 episodes. In the following, I will do the same.
Since the first post back in July, a lot has happened. You’ve learned a lot about me....
Register to Vote
If you want to vote in the February 5th Presidential Primary Election, today is the last day to register or change your voting status. You have two options:
You can locate your local elections office by clicking here.
You can print a National Voter Registration Form and postmark it today by clicking here.
For all you non-Californians, go here
Six Degrees
Grandma, Mom and I lunched at Sarduccis in San Juan Capistrano. We did not even need to discuss where we would lunch, nor what we would order once we got there. As we approached the restaurant, which is now next to the Depot, we ran into Steve Bukich. He was a couple years behind Dad at Newport Harbor High School and a good friend. He was awaiting the arrival of the train, which was bringing his...
Wipe-out
When learning to surf, a skill worth mastering is how to hold your breath for an extended period of time when pushed deep below the surface. You remain calm, you watch the wave pass, and check for any other surfers who’ve spun out of control above in the waves wake. You have to believe that you will always surface, or else panic sets in and your shit will go awry.
For the last week, I’ve been...
Happiness is...
Shanghaiing plane tickets, and then drinking all the wine at District.
Having a wingman named Mary.
My Grandparents celebrating their 65th wedding anniversary. I’ve only been around for 25 of those years, but I cannot imagine sharing a life with someone, for so long. They were married after only knowing each other two weeks. Big Love.
The flip camera that serendipitously landed in my life bed...
Dear 2007,
I wanted to write and thank you for the goodtimes we shared over the course of the last twelve months together. There were a few curve balls, but that is what makes life interesting, right?
Thank you for everything that you taught me. You introduced me to a different sort of pace that I haven’t always been accustomed too. You made me slow down and create boundaries with my work. You introduced...
