Dear Earl

Dear Earl,

I know that, as a storm, you don’t have much control over your own movements. But, this weekend, could you try to steer clear of Logan airport? I have a friend, a very dear sister friend, coming to visit me, and I’d really like to see her. She already had to push her trip back once, thanks to Mother Nature (and some pesky bugs…) and I just want her to be here so we can eat snacks and sun ourselves and giggle.

I think you can relate, because even as a storm, you must like to giggle, no? Anyways, I’d really appreciate it. I am sending you anti-Massachusetts but stay-strong-storm vibes, so you can rain on someone else’s parade.

Sincerely,

Jennie

Flash mob, on a serious note.

Yesterday I was emailed this video by Moveon.org:

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While I think it’s hilarious, I also find it pretty serious. Kate and I talked about this a few weeks ago, and I think it’s really important to talk about it in context.

Let me begin with another chain: Walmart. As my friend S has pointed out, yes, sometimes it’s cheaper. I get it. But is that all that matters? Maybe for some people, and I understand that right now I am lucky to have a job, and a support system. But can we really turn a blind eye to our morals when we can get a bookshelf $10 cheaper? How does that feel on your conscious? I know for some, it doesn’t matter. Target and Walmart are the same in their eyes: giant corporations that swindle you with crap that becomes broken and unusable as the Target 2011 rolls out, promising shiny new low prices and bookshelves.

And, for the most part, I agree. Why is Target selling me something that won’t last? Why wouldn’t we strive for things that will last us, as strong as the so-called American spirit? Where would you buy kitchen supplies if not for Target? Towels? Stationary? Make-up?

When I was in China, I reluctantly shopped at Walmart for my needs. I was only there for two months, and I didn’t know where else to go. But I am sure if I had spent some time in the Hutongs around my campus, I would have been able to find almost everything I needed. And you can bet I would have been that much more proficient in Mandarin. I have never been inside a US Walmart, and I hope that will be true for the rest of my life. I have morals, and I try hard to live by them every day, not just when it’s convenient.

But, some people think Target is different. Or is it? I read this article, and was surprised to find that maybe, Target isn’t as Anti-Walmart as we think. Also this article, which explains the similarities between them. I have a friend moving here in a few weeks, and no-doubt Target will be on our minds as we go through the shopping list one needs to start in an apartment. But what do we do if we don’t go to Target? Where would we go? Well, I aim to find out. I understand that not everyone thinks their money will make a difference, that not spending $50 at Target isn’t going to make them miss a beat. But what if everyone you KNEW did that? That’d be a lot more money…and think of the effects around the country.

What if we got tools and cleaning supplies from our local hardware store? Kitchen supplies from our local kitchen store, etc., etc.? I know, I know, big brands are just as bad: why would I pay more to buy a hammer from a small ACE than from Home Depot or Target? Because I want that small retailer to stay. I want them to thrive, and to pay their employees more, to know my name when I walk in, for them to understand my problems. Now, maybe this is the Michigan country-girl in me, or the small business toy store worker in me, but I think that’s important.

Living in LA, everyone strives to go to local restaurants, to places small and large, places successful and booming, to places small and uncrowded. Why aren’t we the same with the rest of what we buy? Now, I know that sometime in the near future I am going to cave to the bullseye. I am going to go to Target to get something I know they sell. But what if we all tried that much harder to just buy local? Could we really help LA’s economy grow? Maybe, just maybe, we could.

5gts: Friday.

1. I went to 6:00 am yoga on Wednesday morning and my teacher’s name was Skip. I have never taken his class before, and he said at one point, while I was in Warrior 3:

“Welcome to my class. If you thought this was going to be more about meditation, that’s on Monday mornings. We like to sweat in my class.”

He also, I swear to you, was the guy from Can’t Hardly Wait that keeps saying, “Remember that time…”

Turns out he wasn’t that guy, but he reminded me of him SO MUCH.

2. My friend Elliott is moving two miles away from me, which means we’ll be carpooling all fall. Can you believe it? I can’t, either. But, it’s true, and this has greatly improved my mood.

3. Katie has finally come back to the world of blogging. Glad you’re back, K.

4. Girl’s night tonight. Making salads, chattering away, and potentially laughing until we cry.

5. Slow weekend, then my girls are coming to visit. I cannot wait for them.

Hey Katie…

…you really look great tonight…you color up my life!

What up, guys? It’s Kate’s birthday. I gab about her all the time, and how awesome she is, and how she’d cut a bitch if I needed her too, but also could copy edit your book into a masterpiece. She’s shiny, pretty, funny, and makes a good sandwich and a good vodka tonic.

Happy Birthday, Katie. I miss you. Your present(s) is on its way. In the meantime, please enjoy this joke:

A blond woman calls her boyfriend, and says, “Hey, can you come over and help me do this puzzle? It’s really hard.” The boyfriend says, “Sure, what is it a puzzle of?” The girlfriend says, “It’s supposed to be a tiger, it says.”

So the boyfriend goes over, sees the pieces scattered all over the table, and says, “Oh hun. First of all, this is never going to resemble a tiger. Secondly, let’s grab a cup of coffee and I’ll help you put the frosted flakes back in the box.”

I love you, sorella. Enjoy your day.