Kathleen's world

Monday, March 23, 2009

W.H.O. -- May 10, 1942 - March 23, 1999

Never far from my mind.
I miss you.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

When in doubt, go random

* Why does 68 degrees feel great outside but cold inside my apartment?
* I can't decide which is more annoying: the freecreditreport.com commercials or the Hillshire Farms "Go meat!" commercials.
* Why must muscle weigh more than fat?
* Why did I ever need to learn calculus?
* Those people who don't own a TV? I wonder about them.
* Ever stop to look at all the cereal choices in the grocery store and feel guilty about the excesses of America?
And:
* How grossed out would we all be if we could *actually* see dust mites?

Friday, March 13, 2009

Thank you, John Lennon

Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna knock you right on the head,
You better get yourself together,
Pretty soon you're gonna be dead,
What in the world you thinking of,
Laughing in the face of love,
What on earth you tryin' to do,
It's up to you, yeah you.

Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna look you right in the face,
Better get yourself together darlin',
Join the human race,
How in the world you gonna see,
Laughin' at fools like me,
Who on earth d'you think you are,
A super star,
Well, right you are.

Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Well we all shine on,
Ev'ryone come on.

Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna knock you off your feet,
Better recognize your brothers,
Ev'ryone you meet,
Why in the world are we here,
Surely not to live in pain and fear,
Why on earth are you there,
When you're ev'rywhere,
Come and get your share.

Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Yeah we all shine on,
Come on and on and on on on,
Yeah yeah, alright, uh huh, ah-.

Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Yeah we all shine on,
On and on and on on and on.

Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Yeah we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Dear anonymous

Grow some class.

Friday, February 27, 2009

The future is now, and it's petrifying

Click on this picture. If the Web site still exists when you see this post, go to http://www.rockymountainnews.com/ and look at the slideshow. This is the future of my industry. The Rocky Mountain News has been around for 150 years. It covered the Civil War. It covered Colorado gaining statehood. As of Friday, it will exist no more.

If you think you don't need newspapers, think again. All the blogs and cable TV stations in the world can't replace the paper that arrives on your doorstep each morning. (And if a newspaper doesn't arrive on your doorstep every day, please get a subscription. You might just help save someone's career, someone's calling, someone's lifeblood.)

There was a time when the thought of newspapers fading into oblivion would have never occurred to me. That time was not all that long ago. Now, the industry is in crisis. Each day brings worries about layoffs, about unpaid furloughs or word that another newspaper has declared bankruptcy. Or, in the case of The Rocky Mountain News, an announcement to employees on Thursday that the next day will be the final day.

I'm 15 years and three newspapers into my career, and I can't fathom working anywhere but in a newsroom.

I wish I didn't have to think of a life after newspapers.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Migraine misery

This is how I've felt the past few days, minus the flowing hair, sparkly purple top and gleaming blue eyes.
I remember when I was a kid and happily migraine free. I hated that I had to tiptoe around the house when my sister had a migraine. Then I started to get them and I understood.
I spent most of Thursday hidden away in my walk-in closet. It was too bright anywhere else in my apartment. On Friday, I still had what I call the dregs, not as bad as a migraine, but still a small, nagging pain. On Saturday, the throbbing pain had returned to the right side of my head. Pain in the right side of my head is always a bad sign. Pain like my head is in a vise. Pain that makes me vomit. Pain making me think I'm going to have an aneurysm at any moment. Pain that brings the sweats and then the chills. Pain that I fear is never going to leave me. It's now Sunday night and, thankfully, I'm back to the dregs. It's weird to be thankful that I just have a "regular" headache, but I am. Here's hoping I wake up tomorrow with a brain that's not bursting.

Monday evening: Still have a headache. Curses.
Tuesday evening. Still have a headache. Curses.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Reminiscing about the campaign trail

I guess since the election is over, it's about time I posted pictures from the time I spent on the campaign trail. Have I mentioned it was a great year to move back to Indiana? Hopefully it's not another 40 years before we matter again. Here we go, in no particular order:

Photo courtesy of Zbigniew Bzdak, a friend at The Chicago Tribune who had a knack for spotting me in the crowd and getting a shot. This was shot in Plainfield, the first time I saw Obama in person.