Where Was I?

 I’m on Current doing live political news updates every hour at the top of the hour from 6am to noon ET. That would be 3am to 9am in Los Angeles.

I’m in Los Angeles.

Not sure you get Current? Here’s where it is on some major cable and satellite providers:

• AT&T Uverse: Channel 189
• Comcast: Channel 107
• DirecTV: Channel 358
• Dish Network: Channel 294
• Time Warner Cable: Channel 103 (NY), Channel 142 (LA)
• Verizon FiOS: Channel 192

You can also check by zip code on the Current site. I pop up during Full Court Press with Bill Press and Talking Liberally with Stephanie Miller – both smart, interesting, engaging shows. Come hang out.

To say there have been some changes would be an understatement.

I’ve moved to the beach. I bought a car. I’m working as a social media consultant. I haven’t owned a TV in months, and I’ve decided it wouldn’t be such a bad idea to start writing again.

Happy New Year. I think it’s going to be a good one.

I know. I know. It’s not like me to be so quiet. Truth is I’ve been enjoying some time away from the usual chatter and indulging in a bit of political and media detox.

I’ll be back in the mix shortly. In the meantime, you officially are free to see other blogs.

If anyone asks, we were on a break.

This is getting fun. Today’s paper defines jobs as unpaid internships:

We used to do unpaid internships for credit during college. If that’s now the best someone can hope for after graduation, how exactly is the job market picking up?

From today’s Miami Herald:

Even though I’m a registered Independent and it’s no secret how my personal politics lean, my social media contacts – friends and acquaintances collected over the years – span a wide political spectrum. And during the health care fight, I never hesitated to engage some of my more conservative connections in respectful debate. But there are times when partisanship is just in poor taste, and some of the remarks that popped up on my screen last night as news broke of Osama bin Laden’s demise made me cringe. It’s like a girlfriend of mine replied when I emailed her a screengrab of the first FB post below:

Jesus, for f*ck’s sake dude! Get some f*cking perspective!!!

Here’s some of the anti-Obama rhetoric streaming during what should have been a respectful and grateful moment – one of appreciation and national pride:

Where does it stop? To whomever said they’ll never give Obama a break – let alone credit – no matter what he does as President, you weren’t kidding. If not now, when? At the same time, I also cannot indulge the suggestion emerging from some of these same folks that we thank President Bush in any way, shape, or form. We got attacked on his watch. We diverted military attention and resources away from the hunt for bin Laden to invade a country that had nothing to do with 9/11. And we failed to capture or kill bin Laden during Bush’s 8 years in office. What exactly does that President deserve credit for?

You may not like Obama, but there is something truly disturbed about choosing last night to nitpick the President, and in my eyes, those who did will never look the same.

There’s nothing I can add to the news that Osama bin Laden is dead.

I’m just absorbing.

And both tracking Twitter and watching cable news anchors stumble through pre-speech coverage, some more eloquently than others.

I don’t use Twitter as often as I probably should (meaning as often as one might expect for a sufficiently wired modern woman). It could be my undeniable post-Spain devotion to Facebook. It could be my inherent distaste for the word “tweet.” Regardless, I giggle a bit whenever Twitter informs me I have a new follower. 140 characters doesn’t suit me. You’re better off coming here and reading the blog.

Anyway, this evening, I was so moved by Baratunde Thurston‘s video that I tapped into Twitter to compose the following

with the hope that he’d see it. The full-on h/t goes to Chez for the find. Here it is:

I went to the dentist this morning b/c I thought I had a tooth on the move. Turns out it’s totally fine, but we did have the following exchange:

Dentist: Are u stressed?

Me: Does anyone answer ‘no’ to that question?

Dentist: Do you floss every day?

Me: Does anyone answer ‘yes’ to that question?

Dentist: Fair enough.

Emmy had surgery to remove a couple of mast cell tumors today. Here she is first out of her carrier at home:

Here is she is trying to walk. The back legs refused to cooperate:

Here she is cone-free but still sufficiently miserable:

Vet says she’s got to stay wrapped up for 10 days. We’ll see how long she tolerates being constricted once the pain subsides and the attitude kicks back in.