If you haven’t already checked out the link from my sidebar, you should go to kottke.org. He’s always got the best links. Today, it was to a (I think?) fake ad for an alarm clock. The genius is that it’s connected to the internet, and every time you press “snooze” it will donate money to your least favorite charity. Check it out:
Who would you donate to? It’s a good thing I’ve always been pretty good at waking up. I would hate to be donating any money to the men at the Coalition for Concerned Women. Even this morning, when the alarm went off right at 5:30, I was up, at ‘em and out the door on the way to the pool.
You know what is a real wake-up call for me, though? I’m going to be 30 in exactly one week. How do I prepare for such madness? I’m sure red wine will be involved. I think I’ll also create a new category for my blog. Most definitely by getting lots of calls from my mom reminding me that at this time in 1978 she was “so fat!”
In an unrelated note, I should have made it more clear that my resolution about the celebrity gossip thing was a joke, but sure enough, the news of the demise of Britney was all over my news feeds this morning, tucked right between Obama and Huckabee. (Now that’s a strange image.) So I guess I’m ready to speak educatedly about it now. But I really would prefer not to.
Posted by nancypearlwannabe on January 4, 2008 at 2:08 pm
I totally just read this and thought, “wait, is Britney dead?” Sometimes I am lacking in the brains department.
I probably could have been clearer…
Posted by Allie on January 4, 2008 at 2:11 pm
Well, you caught me taking it seriously, and openly admitting to enjoying some celeb gossip.
Seriously, 30 isn’t so bad. I’m going to be 31 soon, and for some reason that’s bothering me more than 30 was. Now I’m IN my 30′s instead of having just turned 30. But celebrate it. You’re (almost) 30 and you rock. And hey, from the pictures you’ve posted, you don’t look a day over 25.
I totally enjoy the celeb gossip. Perhaps a little too much… I’m ready to celebrate 30, I think.
Posted by The Dutchess of Kickball on January 4, 2008 at 2:28 pm
I need this alarm clock so bad. I hit the snooze for a solid 40 minutes this morning. It is so much harder to get up on super cold mornings, even if it is for the fact that I have a 40 pound lump of heated fur smashed against my body because Olivia the dog also thinks it’s much too cold.
It helps to have a cat that wants to get up NOW. For FOOD NOW. Every morning at sunrise.
Posted by mickey on January 4, 2008 at 2:38 pm
So Britney’s not dead? I need to make sure, because you’ve got me all addled…
Okay, she’s still with us. Now look what you did?! I had to break my moratorium on clicking any headlines related to Britney. But I’m glad she’s not dead, just crazy. The saga continues.
By the way, I had assumed that “Three decades gone” meant your b-day had already passed. You’re just full of misdirection!
I’m afraid I’m more full of bad communication… I figured that my tag would only be inappropriate for the first 11 days so I went with it. What difference does 2 weeks make in that long period of time?
Posted by Brando on January 4, 2008 at 2:56 pm
My blog-reading brain is slowly coming back to life, so a belated Happy New Year!
Turning 30 isn’t really that bad. I have a terrible Peter Pan complex, and when I turned 29, I was really depressed about it. I absolutely dreaded turning 30. My wife decided to poke some much needed fun at me by getting a cake shaped like a headstone that read “Here lies Brando’s youth.”
The day came and went, and when I woke up, I didn’t feel any different. I realized it was no big deal, and no the 40 isn’t that far away, I feel completely fine about it. Well, mostly fine about it.
So drink up and enjoy, because those hangovers get much worse when you get older
Thanks for the kind words. I’m already suffering from bad hangovers, though. That happened somewhere around 20. I love the cake idea.
Posted by pagalina on January 4, 2008 at 6:28 pm
29 is way worse than 30.
and frankly 39 sucks way worser.
Posted by Steven Eagle on January 4, 2008 at 9:24 pm
Thirty was good for me. It was Thirty-Five that was stressful. This past year was Thirty-Seven; it went by without much notice.
Wine definitely helps. Many bottles of wine were drunk at my thirtieth. As you can imagine, merriment ensued.
Posted by Aaron on January 5, 2008 at 6:06 am
I wish I had some awesome advice to give you about turning 30, but…it kinda blows. Sorry. I’m just being honest here. But don’t fret, thirties are the new twenties, blah, blah.
Anyway, once you’re in your thirties, it’s fine. We’re all happy here in thirties land. No, seriously.
Posted by gregorymeyer on January 5, 2008 at 12:53 pm
I’m a guy. I’m 38. For me, 30 was no big deal. I’m still in the “it’s no big deal” category. This being said, I don’t want to deny you any drama around turning 30, Noelle.
There are others out there. Here are some commiserations, links and resources I found:
http://www.heidifletcher.com/tips/turning30.htm
http://www.dysan.net/Weird/show/597.html
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2002/09/08/AW29789.DTL
http://watchmeturn30.com/
http://www.jsonline.com/story/index.aspx?id=182950
http://books.google.com/books?hl=en&id=p9LEzXen9bUC&dq=turning+30&printsec=frontcover&source=web&ots=yJY2URjDzl&sig=VX9_gczHnJG2hE1V2a6-OYC4nPY
http://books.google.com/books?hl=en&id=IL-lKq7sFzAC&dq=turning+30&printsec=frontcover&source=web&ots=we_mWTrZjZ&sig=YEK8AKYCNS9PiUL8SkSf0J3GrT0#PPR11,M1
I’m feeling like this is enough. Enjoy if you wish
Posted by alyndabear on January 5, 2008 at 2:58 pm
Everyone I know over 30 swears they are having the best years of their lives so…. I can be jealous over that.
Enjoy it!
Posted by Mrs. G. on January 5, 2008 at 10:36 pm
If I for one second thought my snooze button was connected to the GOP, my ass would be up before the damn thing even went off! Brilliant.