elizabeth grigg

I was stunned to see my friend Devin`s post on the anti-war movement. People can be completely different in text and online than they are in person. I knew this already with Devin. His website is an outlet to keep his observations about his specific niche music fanship to only interested parties. Lots of sites are like that, such as Walt Mossberg`s baseball site. One can imagine someone (perhaps Walt`s wife) getting bored with all the expundancies, and saying "mail it to someone who cares!" Thus the website, where we all care or we wouldn`t be subscribed. But Devin`s observations are so heartfelt and true it shows why it`s worth listening to the detritus. This is the real guy, seen in person only rarely. (Note, we all have detritus and, reflexively, these types of non-actionable observations are probably mine.)

I was thrilled (yeah, that`s me, stunned and thrilled. Maybe tone it down a notch?) to see my old buddy Steve Ball get scobleized on Channel 9. Steve continues to be an inspiration of what an ordinary person can do without any blocking issues. He may have blocking issues, but they sure don`t block him from his work. Steve has a more grand sense of what work is, more like Work as in Life`s Work. His music is emotionally important, his work in technology is important especially in the entrepreneurial sense - he is most excited when there is an intersection. Steve has been the messenger for me of a life lesson that he is currently unaware of delivering - this having to do with karma and connectivity even as the world is going to h e double hockey sticks. More on that later. Steve was one of the first webloggers around before they started calling it that. I remember my dh telling me Steve had an online journal, oh maybe around 1995 or so. I asked "Why would anyone want to do that? EVERY DAY?" Joke`s on me now. The most vivid memory I have of Steve is him practicing guitar in the Microsoft stairwells, in a desperate but effective reach toward work life balance. He has been an inspiration to me since the early days of MSN from when he "programmed everything himself" for a particular demo to a client. This rocked my world, this was my first inkling I was going to have to step my liberal-arts ass up to "make it" in this world. (Someone please get all these phrases from the 1970s out of my fingers. Thank you.)

Finally, I found this terrific piece of prose via Halley Suitt, written by a person new to me. This is just great, a little scary, but brilliant. And some of the best songwriting I`ve seen in a while.

Love to everybody.

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