Thursday, October 23, 2008

Bloggin'

It's been so long since I last posted a blog I don't even know where to begin.
The new job is keeping me very busy to say the least. I am currently the only project manager in the whole SF office so quite literally all work comes through me. I like my team for the most part and we are working some exciting initiatives. I will send out links when the various microsites and display media when they go live.

I am working with two friends on start our fair trade business. I am really exited and think we've found our niche, however I have been swamped with a new job, Marie, our designer, is super busy with her freelance gigs and Petra just had her baby. We're a pretty driven group, so I think we'll have an online presence before too long and a branding site launched within the year.
We are developing a mission statement, but in general we want to focus on buying from women in developing nations with the thought and intention that when women have a means of supporting themselves and their families, they have a say in their future and their children's future. Fair trade, and providing the buyer with a look into where the item came from, also opens a dialogue about other areas of the world and what these different cultures are about. Ultimately this dialogue creates an understanding of the "other" which ultimately opens the door to peace. We also feel that supporting traditional crafts and tradition is very important in this mass production, Ikea loving world.

For business names we've played with and their meanings:
Salaam Salon- a place where peace and beauty are
Bilal Trading- Bilal was a freed slave. The Prophet Mohammed honored him by making him the first person in Islam to issue the call the to prayer
Al Musawwir- the shaper of beauty
Al Wali- the protecting friend

We'll see. Let me know if there are any thoughts out there.

Friday, October 3, 2008

Sarah Palin's Debate Flow Chart

This would be funny if it were not so true...

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Feelin' Punchy Today

You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and drop out.
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,
Skip out for beer during commercials
Because the revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruption.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
Blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John Mitchell,
General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
Hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.

The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will be brought to you by the Schaefer Award Theatre and
will not star Natalie Wood and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.
The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.
The revolution will not make you look five pounds
Thinner, because The revolution will not be televised, Brother.

There will be no pictures of you and Willie Mays
Pushing that cart down the block on the dead run,
Or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance.
NBC will not predict the winner at 8:32or the count from 29 districts.

The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
Brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of young being
Run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process
There will be no slow motion or still life of
Roy Wilkens strolling through Watts in a red, black and
Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving
For just the right occasion
Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and
Hooterville Junction will no longer be so damned relevant,
andWomen will not care if Dick finally gets down with
Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people
will be in the street looking for a brighter day.

The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock News
and no pictures of hairy armed women Liberationists and
Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.
The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb, Francis Scott Key,
nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom Jones, Johnny Cash,
Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth.

The revolution will not be televised

The revolution will not be right back after a message
About a whitetornado, white lightning, or white people.
You will not have to worry about a germ on your Bedroom,
a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.
The revolution will not go better with Coke.
The revolution will not fight the germs that cause bad breath.
The revolution WILL put you in the driver's seat.
The revolution will not be televised,

WILL not be televised,WILL NOT BE TELEVISED.

The revolution will be no re-run brothers;
The revolution will be live.

-Gil Scott Heron