Wednesday, March 31, 2010

This is for my Peeps

The winner and finalists of this year's Washington Post's Peeps Diorama Contest are up!

I have been slightly obsessed with Peeps ever since a good friend of mine introduced me to them years ago (and since I heard the perhaps-urban-legend about their indestructability). These entries are so clever, it makes me want to enter next year--though it looks like I may have to live in the D.C. area to be eligible?

- L'Edi-Peeps

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Doing the tap dance

It's World Water Week, and I just heard about this awesome nationwide project for UNICEF.

Perhaps this week will even get you used to drinking tap water all the time, and you will no longer waste your money (or the valuable resources used to bottle, ship, and dispose of the plastic bottles housing what is pretty much just tap water that you've already paid for in taxes) on bottled water anymore.

I strongly believe that access to clean water is a human right, and that rights should not be privatized. When we privileged few start paying high prices for things that should come to us free, all that happens is the poor people who can't afford this newly commodified resource will end up with no access at all. (For an analagous, if less serious example, see the rise of cell phones and the decline of pay phones.)

Activistically yours,
L'Editrice

Thursday, March 4, 2010

W/b/s!


It just occurred to me that my job allows me to do not just one but TWO of my favorite childhood pasttimes for a living: The first one is obviously reading, but the second one is writing to penpals.

When I read authors' manuscripts, I'm learning so much about them and their characters and different worlds, just like I did when I was little and would write to all my penpals (some of whom were, ahem, better correspondents than others). And then I get to write back these long letters to everyone. And even though I've never met the majority of them--just like I never met my Romanian penpal, Laura--I feel I know them so well and that we're friends. (I hope my authors feel the same way--or at least recognize my niceness through my constructive criticism/bossiness. Come to think of it, bossiness may also have been one of my childhood hobbies . . .)

All that's missing is the Lisa Frank stationery. I may just have to remedy that. . . .

TTFN!
L'Editrice
P.S. Woah, I just came across a bakery that makes Lisa Frank cupcakes. And they're in my hometown!