Archive for January, 2010

Cat on a Plane

From Daniel and Jamie’s

Am concerned Kee-hap’s transition from Daniel and Jamie’s West Hollywood paradise to NY’s Arctic front when we head to NY tomorrow. And it’s more than just weather I’m concerned about.  Kee-hap a great traveler and makes friends wherever she goes so it’s not the social aspect I’m worried about either. It’s the ascent and the descent. Specifically, the part when her ears pop. I know the entire time its happening cause she wails and wails and its not like I can just tell her to swallow or chew gum or something.

From Daniel and Jamie’s

Really wish the airline would let me hold her during this part of the trip.  I mean, okay, I understand why cats need to fly in carrying cases because last time I flew with Kee-hap, I waited until the fasten seat belt sign had gone off and then opened the case just a little bit so I could pet her and try and calm her down after the ear popping trauma and before I knew it, Kee-hap was bolting down the aisle.  In order to retrieve her I actually had to ask row after row of passangers, is there a cat under your seat? as the flight attendant reprimanded me for endangering the lives of everyone on the flight (how this is possible given the fact that the cockpit has security doors?)  That wont happen tomorrow, though.

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Sustaining Exurbia

Nick Roberts just responded to yesterday’s Exurbia post saying how impressed he is with Max, Hannah, and Lily’s grasp of Exurbia and then challenged them with the following questions:

How sustainable is it?
What happens after the end of oil? and…
What if the internet doesn’t work?

From Exurbia

Max: I don’t care about the end of oil but without internet I’d die.

Hannah: We’d be completely alone in the world.

Lily: And we’d never, ever be able to meet anybody.  We couldn’t even call anybody.

Hannah: We wouldn’t be able to get out of Exurbia.

Lily: No, we wouldn’t be able to get out of Exurbia in our lives.

Max: We have seven Macs.

Jason: Eight Macs, with Max. 
(Jason is the dad, btw)

Max: Any my iPod Touch.

Jennifer: Who left the door opened?  We don’t want to leave the door opened because of snakes.  Rattlesnakes.  Saw a four foot long one the other day.
(Jennifer, is the mom)

And thanks to yours truly, you can now (as of yesterday) discuss Nick’s questions with each individual family member on his and/or her respective personal blog.  Here are their urls:

lilypiette.blogspot.com
hannahpiette.blogspot.com
outoftheboxorganics.blogspot.com
slowlifeadventure.blogspot.com
jasonpiette.blogspot.com

From Exurbia

Photo of Jason and Lily, blogging in Exurbia.

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Malibu, Exurbia

From Exurbia

I asked my cousins Hannah (age 10), Lily (age 7) and Max (age 12) to blog with me about Malibu, Exurbia.  We started by taking turns typing Exurbia blurbs:

From Exurbia

Lily’s Exurbia Blurb - Exurbia is some where out of the city, it is some where were we live, it feels like your far away from shops, and anything. It looks like nothing but tree’s and wild all around you. the only other living things we see are wild animals. One wild animal could be a coyote, or a mountiain lion, or a deer.

From Exurbia

Max’s Exurbia Blurb - I don’t have much to say about living in Exurbia, except that it is not really Exurbia it’s isolated Exurbia. We are fifteen minutes away from any civilization.  We’re the Exurbia of Malibu.  Every town has its Exurbia.

From Exurbia

Hannah’s Exurbia Blurb - No, civilization is right down the road! There is a restaurant called Neptune’s Net, just 5 minutes away! The bad thing about living in Exurbia is that say, you don’t have any milk, and you have a biscotti, which is the only thing that you can eat in the house, you have no milk to dunk the cookie in, so the biscotti is rock hard! But the nearest grocery store is 15-20 minutes away, its not worth driving that much for a gallon of milk. Also, if you are a kid, you don’t have billions of neighbors who have kids to play with, so it is hard to meet new people.

From Exurbia

Susanna’s Exurbia Blurb - There’s a lot of light in Exurbia, and I like how you can diffuse it at different times of the day, and feel time pass.

From Exurbia

Hannah then pointed out that we still need to define Exurbia since readers might not know what Exurbia is. A good point given the fact I’d only learned about Exurbia yesterday when Nick Roberts, who designed the home with his wife, Cory Buckner, told me that living out here on the farthest edge of Malibu was living in Exurbia. So, I decided to transcribe our attempt to collaboratively define Exurbia. At Max’s insistence, I am putting “collaboratively” in quotation marks.

From Exurbia

The Definition of Exurbia

Hannah: I think we have to define what Exurbia is.

Susanna: Okay.  What is Exurbia?

Lilly: Exurbia is somewhere out of the city.

Max: Basically where nobody is.  A town that really isn’t because everybody moved into the suburbs.  It’s basically a ghost town.  Where nobody lives.  If Malibu was a heart, we’d have pins and needles.

Hannah: What?

Max: Because pins and needles is when you don’t have enough blood.  If Malibu was a heart and people were blood; we’d have pins and needles.

Hannah: Which is when you don’t have enough blood.

Max: What’s that sickness when you don’t have enough blood in your body or something?

Hannah: It’s not a sickness.  It’s just when your foot goes all tickly.

From Exurbia

Lily: Can I say something about Exurbia?

Max: This is amazing.  You’re just, like, writing.  She’s writing down everything we say.

Lily: Oh, I know what I wanna say.

Max: I like that I can say anything and everybody will read it.

Lily: Okay, I know what I wanna say.  Exurbia is.  Somewhere.  Where there’s basically no, um.

Max: The government should like hire you for those people at interviews who write down what the suspects say.

Hannah: Don’t interrupt Lily.  Otherwise this blog is going to get boring.

Max: You wrote down—

Lily: –now, nobody interrupt.  Okay this is what I’m gonna say.  Exurbia is somewhere where there’s no buildings or cars or streets or houses or pollution.

Max: Well, yeah there is.  It floats up.  You can see the smog from where we live.

Lily: uh.  and there’s gonna be.  there’s like.  no.  No traffic lights.  And there’s no grocery stores.

Max: And this place caught on fire as well.  Like a long time ago, though.

Lily: Max, don’t interrupt.  I’m trying to say something.

Max: Yeah, but you’re just blabbering on.

From Exurbia

Hannah:  Max, don’t interrupt please.

Max: You constantly interrupt me.

Lily: This is what I wanna say.  Just stop it Max.  I think that Exurbia is somewhere where there is nothing that you see in a city.

Max: It’s warmer here.

Hannah: No, no, no.

Max: No, no, no.  It depends on which suburbs.  Because we’re a suburb of Point Doom which is closer to the sea and the sea makes it cold.  It’s true.

Lily: Okay but this is what I wanna say.

Max: We’re also a suburb of a Thousand Oaks.  Which is much hotter than here.

Lily: This is what I say.  That Exurbia is nothing like a city.

From Exurbia

Hannah: You already did that.
Max: You said that already.

The People of Exurbia

Hannah: Okay.  I’m going to give my explanation of Exurbia now.  Exurbia.  Is basically the mountains or the desert where its the wilderness except for some occasional houses.  There are other people living in Exurbia.  We know two or three.  Like.  four.  We know a lot of people that live near us.  That also live in Exurbia.  It’s not like we’re the only ones here.  The whole mountainside full of people.

Max: Well….full

Hannah: Still quite a lot.  I think Lily and Max are exaggerating on how unpopulated Exurbia is.

Max: We may be exaggerating but you’re underestimating.

Hannah: There are many other Exurbias than our mountainside.  All over the world.

Lily: Okay, this is is.  Well, I think Exurbia.  Well, actually.  We.  I only know two people.

Hannah: I know much many.  I know one, two, three, four, five six, seven.
Max: Oh, seven’s a big number.  It’s just an itty, bitty…

Hannah: It’s just that you don’t know anyone, Max.

From Exurbia

Click here, if you’d like to read an earlier Hannah, Lily and Max post.

Click here to read their next adventure in Exurbia

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New Year’s Resolutions

This Place is so Insanely Beautiful

I’m on top of a mountain in Malibu. Skies are blue, blue, blue. What else needs to be said?  Well, its the beginning of 2010 and so lotsa stuff, actually…

Malibu Blue

New Year’s Resolution 2010 Biblio

I realize process of making and keeping New Year’s Resolutions is (or should be, at any rate) quite obvious.  It doesn’t hurt to start by Google-ing up a refresher or two, though.

Also worth mentioning nothing what the top New Year’s Resolutions are and what overall stats are for keeping them.  There’s a ton out there on the topic — everything from New Year’s Resolutions statistics, making New Year’s Resolutions, funny New Year’s Resolutions, New Year’s Resolutions for Kids, Broken New Year’s Resolutions, Green New Year’s Resolutions…

I created the following list by eliminating articles from sites trying to sell charts and virtual coaching software subscriptions.  This is what I ended up with:

The Top New Year’s Resolutions, according to a US Government Poll — yr tax paying dollars at work, presumably

Psychology Today New Year’s Resolution advice

New Year’s Resolutions for NYC — Freakin’ hilarious NYTimes article (doubtful these will be of general interest, tho)

WebMD New Year’s Resolution advice

New Year’s Resolutions are for Dorkazoids

And in case you haven’t already figure this out — I’m into making New Year’s Resolutions. I’m even into keeping them. I realize I’m a total dork for taking New Year’s Resolutions so seriously.  Fortunately, my dorkazoid status has little to no impact on my ability to make and maintain New Year’s Resolutions.  Solipsism is, after all, part of the dorkazoid credo.

Acceptance of the Dorkazoid Credo

Dorkazoid credo acceptance also helps me get over the fact that making New Year’s Resolutions means admitting to the deepest, darkest storm clouds of shame, failure and self-loathing.  For this brief moment in time, I will not allow these clouds to come between me and this clear day in Malibu.

What Happened With My 2009 New Year’s Resolution

Five hours a day of writing.  Believe it or not, I met my goal.  Only problem was that I didn’t connect my writing goals with financial goals.

Fact is, despite those few and far between entrepreneurial success stories, it is not easy to earn a living by creating online content.  Even content published on insanely high traffic blogs like the Huffington Post doesn’t pay.

Although I published over 100 articles only a small percent of my words connected to market pay.  Most of the paid gigs were for print publications.  Print publications also provide a lot more editorial feedback and vital resources such as fact checkers, art directors and regularly accessible Editor-in-Chiefs.

Not that I, in any way, regret last year’s resolution.  Seeing Politiku featured in Huffpo and then syndicated by The New York Times, The Wall Street Journal and Newsweek was, of course, rewarding.  I continue to Politiku.  Just not as frequently.  Same with other online publications I contribute to.

Hopefully my 2010 resolutions will protect me from neglecting my longer term and more substantial aspirations such as screenwriting, playwriting, publishing more articles in print magazines and continuing to create optimized web content for clients who can afford to pay market rates for my talent, education and expertise.

2010 New Year’s Resolutions

Resolution #1 - Don’t allow the number of pro-bono or even below market rate assignments to exceed paid ones. Unfortunately, Huffpo bloggers don’t get paid.  Am therefore trying to figure out how to maintain my beloved Politiku column on the level I’m currently maintaining it on without having to sacrifice self-sufficiency.

Resolution #2 - Arrive five minutes early whenever possible
Best technique I can think of for improving punctuality.

Resolution #3 - Two days a week working out at the gym. Incredibly trite, compared to what some people do. Never been much of a gym rat, though but again, the key to succeeding is making resolutions that can be realistically maintained.

Resolution #4 - Full-time, long-term ‘dayjob’ - Having this stability will vastly increase my effectiveness in all other areas.  It will enable me to pick and choose freelance gigs, rather than simply trying to be ubiquitously published.  It will also enable me to refocus on screenplays.  Hopefully, acting wont have to be entirely sacrificed since it’s something I love and will continue to need to always be doing, and always be needing to do, in some capacity.

Resolution #5 - I haven’t figured out the fifth one yet. I prefer odd numbers to even so I’ve decided to leave it as ’standby’. Suggestions?

Between Now and 2011

There are other things that I need to do or am planning on doing. I’ll need to trust myself to do those other things –breaking them down into smaller steps and setting deadlines for those steps– without a resolution.  Again, keeping resolutions realistic, mundane and ultimately doable increases the likelihood of its actually getting maintained through 2011.

How did things go with your 2009 resolutions?

What are your New Year’s Resolutions for 2010?

If you’d like to read my Huffington Post Politiku Neuroeconomics for New Years click here.

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