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I know a Microsoft enthusiast evangelist!

Miel just announced that he will be working for Microsoft as a enthusiast envangelist. ‘Technology evangelist’ I’d heard about but how does one evangelize enthusiasm? I did a simple Google search on the term and up came Benjamin Gauthey, his French counterpart.
Microsoft enthusiast evangelist

OK, they’re both talented guys, I have no doubt about that, but it’s obvious that Microsoft also took some esthetic criteria into account. I think Steve Ballmer thought: let’s steal back some of that female marketshare from Apple. So expect in the future:
Microsoft mouse

  • the Coolz0r Macho Mouse (with authentic stubble and force feedback)
  • Office 2007 “Female Student edition” (with the special “Miel at the Gym” clip-art collection and the here-let-coolz0r-do-that-for-you-honey blogging wizard)
  • Windows Vista “Cool Premium” Edition (with instruction-DVD by Miel and a ‘slow mode’ for blondes)

In any case: I wish Miel fascinating times at Microsoft!

PS: Bart, me, Miel … Anyone else moving?

She good writer #3

She good writer
(also check She Good Writer #2)

Sarah Brown is a free-lance writer from NYC. Judging from her blog, Que Sera Sera, she’s the kind of woman you’d like to have on your team in any verbal combat. Switching back and forth between self-mockery and sarcasm with the occasional pinch of misanthropy, she transform the small bumps in her life into amusing tales of (kind of) good and (mostly) evil.

She also hosts a reading series Cringe in New York: “brave souls come forward and read aloud from their teenage diaries, journals, notes, letters, poems, abandoned rock operas, and other general representations of the crushing misery of their humiliating adolescence“.

In the next part she details her advanced seduction skills:

Originally it was just me being rude, but now that I know where it’s coming from, it’s combined with a powerful middle school urge to hide in a closet whenever I see him coming, and if I can’t, I just say the meanest thing that pops into my head. I get fucking flustered and I hate it. For some reason, he keeps talking to me, but I fear that if it ever progresses to the point where he goes for the lean in, I might end up breaking his kneecaps before I can stop myself. This makes me nervous when he tries to make small talk, and then I end up blurting out things like, “What, were you raised in an orphanage?” And I don’t say this in a playful or sarcastic way: it comes out of my mouth in this disdainful, curt tone like I am seriously insinuating that his parents gave him away when he was an infant because they didn’t want him. But oh man, apparently I do.
from queserasera

She good writer #2

She good writer
(also check She Good Writer #1)
The second girl blogger that I want to put in the spotlight is Trish, a friend of mine who writes Havedaydotcom. She’s an American copywriter who has been living in Brussels for more than 10 years now. Her dad is Italian and her mom is Irish, which might explain her expressive body language and impressive drinking skills.

This is a quote from a conversation she had with a Hungarian carpenter, while on holiday in Ireland, standing just outside a bar (obviously).

“What do you do in America?”
“Well, I don’t live in America anymore, I live in Belgium – in Brussels.”
“Brussels is a nice place. Not have I made a visit there but I have friends who visit.”
“It’s a nice place. I like living there. I am a writer but nothing as impressive as working for a newspaper. My writing is only on websites and in brochures and catalogues.”
“But that is still writing. You like writing?”
“Yes, I do. I like it very much. One day I hope I will write a book, but it’s progressing slowly.”
“It goes and you must go on doing it. It will be finish one day.”
“What is your book about?”
“I want write— I want to write a book called IRISH SUMMER.”
“I like the title. Where does it come from?”
“It will write about the summer in Ireland that all of the people are speaking about coming, even though, it never comes.”
I laughed and asked him about his life as an expat in Ireland (collecting expat stories is my obsession.) My friends came outside to announce that we had to leave. One of them handed me my pint and dared me to down it in one go. Their sudden presence added to the ambiance of our discussion: that living far from our native countries gives us the advantage of viewing people and places from a different and often interesting vantage point. (I downed the pint, no problem, I am also part Irish.)
from havedaydotcom.blogspot.com

She good writer #1

She good writerLet’s introduce some blogs that are worth spending some time on, but non-technical and written by women.

The first blog is written by Ingrid Coppé, the director of the short film “Another Day“. She’s currently working in New-Zealand on some movies. She has a very sharp sense of humour and doesn’t take herself too seriously. And she’s Bieke’s best friend.

Here’s a record of a conversation she had on LAX airport, when picking up a ringing payphone.

- Hello?
- Hi, Is Andrew there?
- Euh, I don’t think so, I don’t know, there is probably one Andrew here, but I don’t know.
- Is this 818 564 784 (ok; the number might not be the number he said,.. so sue me, what am I, Rainman???)
- Euh, I don’t know. You called a payphone in the transit area of LAX. I am waiting for my plane to New Zealand.
- Oh, New Zealand? I lived in Queenstown for a while. Have you ever been to Queenstown?
- Yes, a few weeks ago on vacation.
- Isn’t it the most amazing place? I loved it.
- Yes, it is pretty wild. Quite expensive though, but lovely, I want to go back there.
- You definitely should, I would love to go back there too.

ANNOUNCEMENT THAT WE CAN GO BACK TO THE PLANE.
Silence.

- Listen, they just made an announcement. I have to go.
- Yeah, I heard.
- I hope you find Andrew.
- (laughs) Have fun in New Zealand
- I will, thanks.

And in a split second I think: Was that the man of my life that I just hung up on?

from ingridgoesnewzealand.blogspot.com

PS: the title of the post is a reference to “She good fighter” a monument of belgian lesbian fighting film history *chuckle*.