13 September 2006

11 baby did a bad, bad thing

in all the goings on of this past stupid week, i made a major blunder. i, silly editor oline, failed one of my favorite people, a woman whose business card is so awesomely flamboyant that it was in my fair, vampiric hand no less than 3 minutes before being scanned and emailed to everyone i know.

i, silly editor oline, failed this woman and forgot to send a photographer to the second annual occurrance of my own all-time favorite event: The Remembering 9/11, Victims of the Tsunami, Survivors of Katrina, Children of St. Jude, Families of Oklahoma City, Casualties of the Iraq War, Firefighter Memorial Tribute Fashion Show For Peace at isaac hayes' restaurant.

yes. the TR911VTSKCSJFOCCIWFMT fashion show. no tragedy left behind.

11 comments:

Bombsy said...

Wow, Oline. You failed ALOT of people there! Don't let it make you feel EVEN WORSE that they are all tragedy survivors.
Consider our friendship OVER!
naw, I'm kidding.

oline said...

wait a minute. i just failed this one woman. and maybe i failed proud too (because if there was ever a proud moment a tragedy filled fashion show for peace sounds just about right). but surely my two little failures there can't be extended to all of the victims of the aforementioned tragedies encompassed by this fashion show?! heavens. i would dump myself.

Bombsy said...

kidding, oline. kidding.

oline said...

sorry i scared the breath out of you on the street. i ran in public for you though. that's devotion.

nick said...

because it's fun to share, oline:

a moment of silence, please, for the fashion show benefit victims.

oline said...

that makes it sound like i was RefusesToShareOline and hording my moments of silence from the fashion show benefit victims.

nick said...

not as such... but here we were enjoying something so amusing in private, i just had to share. for the record, there was never a desire by the oline to not share this joke.

joy said...

Is this the event that you went to last year that required you to speak into a microphone? Maybe this type of even couldn't have happened last year since it had not yet been a year since Katrina, but I know that you spoke into a microphone. I know it!

oline said...

oh heavens. had blocked out the time i spoke into the microphone! that wasn't this event. that was when we honored those 100 kids last winter. the 100 kids that i fought and kicked and screamed my way through the city school system to find. only so that i could shout at them with my mom voice over a microphone. the mom voice is bad. microphones are bad. the mom voice over a microphone: HORROR.

joy said...

You have a mom voice? I remember how hard it was for you to find them, so I bet that a lot of them weren't exactly worthy of the honor, thus behaving badly and making you use your mom voice. Is that how it happened? Can you call me and let me hear your mom voice?

I totally have a mom voice. The other night, Lil was acting a fool and not doing what she was supposed to be doing, so I told her, "I'm going to count down from five, and by that time, you'd better be on your way upstairs," etc. etc. I swore to myself that I'd never count. (My mother's magic countdown start number was three. She used this tactic more times that I can even imagine remembering.) I now count.

oline said...

ooh you're a counter! my aunt and uncle, who were big soccar fans, always did "strike 1! strike 2!" don't think anyone ever got to strike 3 but was always curious what would happen if they did. my mom voice was most often employed in cars full of drunken guys. so at least it was a little more apporpriate in the 100 crazy kids environment. made me determined never to have a 100 kids though. would be back to have so many children you can only speak to them through a microphone!