Where I continue to invade the privacy of people who used to work for me (and other worthy types)
Nicole has been invited to join the Blogburst network, which syndicates bloggers to MSM. So cucinanicola will be available to thousands of Internet news sites, including -- and here's a neat twist -- her old workplace, Reuters.
Reuters has invested $7 million in Blogspot's company, Pluck, as part of it's strategy to expand its presence in social media
dear lord -- what is wrong with this picture?!
Some tidbits: Apparently Samer has taken to referring to himself in the third person or as "the doctor."
Samer's trip to SF in Nov. '04
One runner limped across the finish line. The other sprinted.
One runner said through the pain that this was not a good day to ask about running again. The other has many races planned, and hoped for.
One runner had three world-class elite runners as pacers. The other had to hitch to the event.
So, which of the above statements refer to Lance Armstrong, who competed in the NYC Marathon on Sunday, and which to Nicole, who blazed the trail in San Francisco's US Half on the very same day?
Only one of these athletes responded to a request for an email interview, so we'll decide what's news based on courtesy.
Intrepid Nicole had a Plan A and a Plan B, but a Plan C was required. "Waited for the first bus I'd have to take down the start line, which (of course) never came," Nicole writes." I freaked, and ran a 1/2-mile down to a more main street where I'd have to catch the next bus. It was very foggy and still darkish, and there were no buses, no cabs, no hope ...
"Then suddenly out of the mist, my savior: a woman at the red light called to me from her car and asked if I was going to the race, and offered me a ride. It was so great, and I was even able to tune out the bickering between she and her husband because I was so happy to get there on time."
I'm guessing Lance had a motorcade and triple redundant ways of being taken to his venue.
Three miles into her race Nic hits stride and shakes off the aches and angst. "Once on the [Golden Gate] bridge ... I looked out over San Francisco Bay, and that alleviated the tiredness in my legs a bit. To my right: Alcatraz, and a high-flying flock of pelicans. The sun burned through the clouds and miraculously it was not too windy.
"The course was absolutely beautiful with gorgeous views of the city, bay and Pacific Ocean; when we came off the bridge into Marin County, we ran down a dirt path that overlooked the water (so quiet, that early) and I thought "the uphill was worth it for this!"
Lance was probably wondering just how bad his sponsors would take it if he a) tanked or b) didn't finish with a better time than Diddy did three years before.
Post-race meals were probably similiar, though peepsNet only knows for sure that Nicole celebrated with Miss Katy -- take that, Mr. Armstrong! -- and feted on "cheese, hummus, chocolate, olives, and the all-important champagne."
We heard a lot about the champagne, so we are assuming there was a lot of champagne.
Here at peepsNet we love writing and writers and people who love writing. Add in politics, green and greed and we are yours.
We are also thrilled when a peep finds her voice after moving cheese for so many years.
So for a good read on California prop 87, the initiative that would impose a new tax on oil production in the state to fund a range of alternative energy programs, look no further than Katy Hunt's MarketWatch thumbsucker.
This is far from Miss Katy's first MW byline -- she get them pretty regular. Subscribe to her stories here. We hope she is not peturbed that peepsNet has covered a certain other San Francisco writer more thoroughly. Let's just say that other person has a better press agent.
