Clearly I can't be bothered to update my Web site these days, what with the insane schedule that I keep. It's hard to work until 1 a.m., hunched over a computer for hours on end, and then want to return home to crank out a little ditty here.

I do occasionally think of things I want to talk about, but then I get distracted by something shiny and forget what it was. I'm going to start keeping notes in the Treo to improve the situation.

For now, I'm going to shamelessly pimp my boyfriend and his work.

If there are two qualities I love about Scott it is that he manages to be both drop-dead hysterical and incredibly kind and compassionate. Oftentimes you don't get that combination in a person, or at least you don't if you're me. Mostly because what I consider to be drop-dead hysterical is usually not what most people find to be drop-dead hysterical.

One of these days I'll have to share with you my favorite joke.

Anyway, Scott recently came up with the idea to test out non-alcoholic beer as an online-companion piece to The Beer Issue of the magazine. We went to two different stores to secure all this beer and what came out of our efforts was so funny that tears ran down my face reading yesterday, and one of the guys in the newsroom caught me and asked what was so funny.

So near beer, yet so far was the culprit.

As an addendum to this story, Scott thought it might be funny to post the remaining "beers" on Craigslist to see if anyone wanted them. I think more than 15 people contacted him. The winner went to a guy who was looking to cheer up his buddy suffering from liver cancer and "missed the taste of beer." I thought it was a bunch of baloney, and emphasized how much I wanted Scott to meet this guy in a well-lit area, but Scott trusted his instincts and figured he was a decent guy. They met at a coffee shop and made the exchange; sure enough, Scott was right.

Seeing people these days has been rough; Scott and I fit in time when we can. He usually meets me on the train at night, riding with me until we get to my stop, where he then waits with me for my bus home. It's probably one of the most considerate gestures ever made on my behalf and it makes my day when I see him hop on my car when it's almost midnight.

Posted by Erin at 08:09 AM | filed under: Blog move