My oh Miley

Alright, so Miley Cyrus took a photograph with Annie Leibovitz that's a bit old for her. I get that. Bad call. I blame her publicist, who really should have known the "Miley Cyrus Brand" a bit better. After all, she's the biggest pre-teen commodity out there, and she has a very specific image. Right or wrong, that's how it is. So, I say can the publicist, who should have said "STOP!"

But here's my real question: How many 12-year-olds are reading Vanity Fair anyway? Without the firestorm over this, would her legions of fans even have noticed?

A request

Dear BankofAmerica,

Please buy NationalCity Bank.

I hear they're for sale, and I'd really prefer you to have my account, because I miss the fact that with you I could transfer money easily to my friends. And, generally, your Web site would let me log in. How can a Web site for a major bank "contain no data" when you try to log in ALL DAY?

Mr. BankofAmerica, I'm sure you wouldn't let this online debacle happen, and I hear I could even access my bank account with my cell phone with you. Please do me a favor, and come to Cincinnati. Don't get me wrong -- I like NationalCity pretty well, but I liked you better.

Thanks for your help.

Laura

Long time no blog, folks. I've been working like crazy, but that's no real excuse.

Anyway--last night, while watching our beloved Lost, Rob and I couldn't help but crack up at the teasers for our local news station's evening broadcast during the commercial breaks. The big story: The latest, greatest, technological breakthrough. With a lead-in like that, what could it be, you ask? The ability to access the internet in your brain? Advancements in the world of teleportation?

Nope. They were doing a big story on Second Life. Which launched in 2003.

For the art of it

As some of you know, in my younger years, I really thought I was going to be the next great photojournalist. Photography was my life.

Until, well, I burned out. I've been missing my photography days a lot lately, and get irritated with myself when I don't take time to get out my camera and take at least a few shots. And, when I do, I rarely capture something worth sharing, since I'm my own worse critic. But this shot I took when Jon and I went to Maine last month rose to the occasion of sharing. I think I'm going to have my mom paint this for the new house.

Look dad, it floats!

Ah, springtime in New York.

DC's cherry blossoms ain't got nothing on this.

Rice shortage

I don't eat a whole bunch of rice, and I always kind of thought there was an unlimited supply. So, this news about the pending worldwide rice shortage caught me a bit off guard today. It's a good reminder of all the things we take for granted during this Earth Week.

Out of touch, coming back

Ok, Ok, I'll admit that I'm a blogging slacker and that WBB has seriously been neglected... but I have an excuse, I swear! I just moved from the great state of Kentucky across the river to Cincinnati and it's been a royal time sucker.

Leaving Kentucky was tragic, so I plan to tell my future children how their father ripped us violently from the motherland to cut a few minutes off his commute. I also plan to tell them stories whenever it rains about how the sun always shines on the Kentucky side of the river. And, if we're in Kentucky and it's raining, I'll explain that it's because God is crying because someone in Ohio did something stupid.... This is what I think will be cool about having kids.

Anyway, the cable man has yet to set up our Internet access, so I'm like a lonely island, unable to blog, unable to email, unable to connect with the world. Today I couldn't take it anymore and ventured to the local Starbucks for some much needed online time. I had no idea how addicted I was.

So, the Internet should be back tomorrow, so expect me to be in full force by the weekend.

The War On Paultards: Triumph of the Paultards

Joy.

Splitting Hairs

Sorry I've been MIA. I went on vacation and now am in the process of a move. (I hate moving).

Anyway, I'm watching Meet the Press right now, and I have to say that I'm getting really sick and tired of certain members of the media focusing on a single word, out of context, in the speeches of the Democratic candidates as a cause for the possible demise of their campaigns. (Take a breath, long sentence) It's not helpful in the slightest. Can we just talk about the issues for once?