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(The other Jillian) Back in my New York City days I was big on aerobics. In the evenings after a day of work at Simon & Schuster I would walk up from yuppie-ville at Rockefeller Center to the slinkier side of town to workout with all of the models and starving actors and actresses at Jeff Martin...

Finding Talent on the Streets of New York City

I woke up Sunday morning in New York City after an impromptu night of singing Karoake with the National Women’s Rugby Team. It was just what I needed, to be released out of the cage of the surreal social networking world and into the arms of women who play it real….and hard. By the end of the...

Getting my Finger on the Pulse of BlogHer ’10

(Tutus for Tanner participant) I woke up on Sunday, both sad and relieved that I had made it through the BlogHer ’10 Conference with bulging elevators, lobbies, hallways and conference rooms filled with the other 2,400 bloggers attending the conference. Women and men connecting, networking and...

Tweaming-Twittering in My Dreams

I was in New York City going to a Twitter conference. It was pouring and I was walking the city streets lost. It was the last day of the conference and I was up on 132nd street and had to get down to the lower East side. Knowing that nobody can get anywhere in NYC in the pouring rain, unless they walk or...

How To Answer The Question What Do You Do?

I am always frozen when people ask me what I do for a living. My immediate reaction is to tell them about how adept I was in procuring outrageously fun jobs during my single days. I was a professional interviewee and could sell myself to anybody. Sadly acknowledging that I must no longer live in the past,...