Wednesday, May 16, 2007

But I read it in the paper!

I'm babysitting. Drop on by and I'll tell you a few things about my brother and the evil press.

5 comments:

sombrero11 said...

Ah... the press. I'm a voracious reader of all types of written media. Yet every time I've encountered a reporter in person, I've found myself thinking, "Jesus... this is the caliber of person I get all my information from?" I've only been quoted in the newspaper once, and I was misquoted. That was your Cleveland Plain Dealer.

I'll tell you what though, I'll take 100 print reporters over one television reporter any day...

Last Girl On Earth said...

That was an amazing read, Erin. You are extremely brave to go back to that place in time again and again. Gotta tell ‘ya, you got me.

I’ve been lucky with the press. When I see a review of mine that I don’t like, I just remember the words of my manager… You don’t read your press. You just weigh it.

Anyhow, thanks for sharing this with us. I was a fan of yours before I read it, and now I’m an even bigger fan.

The Fool said...

**hugs**

Ms Baroque said...

Erin, I'm still fascinated by your painted gourd. At least now I know what it is.


Well, I left you a comment over at Ed's place, and what a piece that was, too. Nothing more to say except that I found "Leaving Las Vegas" almost impossible to watch.

And I grew up in Hartford, and the Hartford Courant is an awful dishrag. It's not my fault!

Keep it up, you're a star.

The Fool said...

Sorry, Erin...cross-chatter...

Hey, Ms. Baroque...I grew up in Windsor (been living in Alaska for 30 years though)...and yeah...The Hartford Courant was a dishrag back in the 70's...and back then they even had a competitive dishrag. I guess some things don't change.

:)