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Amsterbeth
Amsterdam, The Netherlands
The Life of Beth Massa in Amsterdam
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NATALIA: Hi Natalia. Have a seat. You did a great job this year of not just receiving kisses from the other cats but giving them as well. That's a nice improvement. Also, we really appreciated how you brought us a shrew or a mouse on a regular basis and gave... Continue reading
Posted Dec 23, 2016 at Amsterbeth
Download MONO-001 Amsterbeth talks to Husband about Christmas. Continue reading
Posted Dec 25, 2015 at Amsterbeth
A few weeks ago, I saw that video that went viral where a plastic straw was extracted from the nose of a poor turtle (caution: the video shows some blood). Straws. What the hell are we doing? I’m a thorough recycler and I try not to buy plastic when I... Continue reading
Posted Sep 23, 2015 at Amsterbeth
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This is Husband. - A founding member of Worldreader Netherlands. - Inventor and (frequent) wearer of "pantsjamas." - Writer of world's most famous grocery list ("Paper towels. Food."). - Player of Leia's theme song on the banjo. - Insister of proper "twisted perspective" form when Walking Like an Egyptian. -... Continue reading
Posted Sep 22, 2015 at Amsterbeth
I spent a week at La Montagnola Retreat, the home and small villa of owners Sabine and Stefan. It sits on a bluff on the northwest corner of Lake Bolsena in Lazio, Italy. Stepping out of your rental car, having driven an easy hour and 45 minutes from Rome, the... Continue reading
Posted Sep 15, 2015 at Amsterbeth
This cover band from a Midwestern college town mattered. Music in the early '90s was exploding. It was the era of college rock, Madchester, mainstream industrial, rave culture. To see all of this live was just a roadtrip too far out of reach from Bloomington, Indiana. Bloomington is close to everything but the center of nothing. It was almost so many things. For us, Situation Grey changed that. Situation Grey was the center around which my entire scene revolved. I shared that scene in an immediate circle of dozens and an extended circle of thousands. It also created an equal and opposite reaction. There were those who loved Situation Grey, those who hated them, and everyone, including the band, understood why. There was always an apologist hue cast upon the success of the mighty Grey (such as they are, thank you Albert). Situation Grey was blamed for perpetuating the almost. The band were the Ralph Nader vote splitting culprit that kept people away from the original-music scene in Bloomington. I realize how easily that scenario segues into a classic marketing argument: the music scene in Bloomington was consumer-driven. Situation Grey were very, very good at what they did: redelivering the live music experience from bands that most of their audience would never at that time get the chance to see live. But was the original-music scene organic kale? Was Situation Grey junk food? Continue reading
Posted Aug 4, 2015 at Amsterbeth
Today we rode our bikes to the ferry. Took the ferry into town. Stopped by the First World Problems store to buy some pills for my first world problems. http://firstworldproblempills.aidsfonds.nl/ Saw a really bad bike crash involving a young mother and her two-year-old little girl. Called the ambulance. Everyone is... Continue reading
Posted Jul 11, 2015 at Amsterbeth
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These guys. It was hard raising 7500 euros for our first Worldreader Netherlands fundraiser. It took 5 months longer than we anticipated. We learned a lot. And I was reminded that there are rare people out there who say "yes" and keep saying "yes" even when things get hard. This... Continue reading
Posted Jun 7, 2015 at Amsterbeth
When we moved into the houseboat, our friend and interior designer said to live in the place for two years before we made any decisions on remodelling it. Walls need to be knocked down. A large closet room needs to be converted to a bathroom. The ceiling needs to be... Continue reading
Posted Jan 5, 2015 at Amsterbeth
Maybe I ate dinner too late or I should have exercised more or had less to do or think about. I have never had trouble sleeping but I do now. All the time. The air is wrong or the bed feels too small. Or there is a mosquito whose wings... Continue reading
Posted Oct 6, 2014 at Amsterbeth
I have not unfriended you. But I have almost certainly unfollowed you. If you are not my mom, my close friends in Seattle who just had a baby, part of the philanthropy I work on, my brother in law, or otherwise in the back pocket of my social circle, I... Continue reading
Posted Sep 22, 2014 at Amsterbeth
The weather is too perfect. I have no meetings, I cried all morning watching those vile media professionals recording and broadcasting families of the Malaysian airplane crash victims walking through Schiphol. I took the morning off. I needed some air. We got a very early start, and when the weather... Continue reading
Posted Jul 18, 2014 at Amsterbeth
Yeah, ok. It's just brunch. Brunch is infiltrating Amsterdam through tiny restaurants stuffed into little pockets, corners, and other spaces that only fit in between. One of my favorites is a place that used to be called G&T's but now is just called G's. I don't know what happened to... Continue reading
Posted May 15, 2014 at Amsterbeth
On the drive to work not too long ago, I amused myself with the thought of low self-esteem actually being a good thing. I pictured one of those mind-numbing talk shows, "Yeah, you are ok, I guess, but compared to that other person you really are pretty much a total... Continue reading
Posted Jan 5, 2014 at Amsterbeth
I'm very sad about Lou Reed's death. I was probably 16 which means it would have been 1986, and I remember it was the summer. I came home from the only good record shop in town with a new album. The record's sleeve was mostly white and it had a... Continue reading
Posted Nov 10, 2013 at Amsterbeth
Last week, I visited the Palais Garnier opera house in Paris. The interior is a display of staggering opulence. The ceiling in the performance hall was painted by Chagall. And that's the most modest and understated installation in the whole building. While ambling around the opera house, the thought occurred... Continue reading
Posted Jun 10, 2013 at Amsterbeth
"But his soul was mad. Being alone in the wilderness, it has looked within itself, and by heavens, I can tell you, it has gone mad." --Joseph Conrad. Day before yesterday, the husband and I went to the garden store for new tools and flowers. He grabbed a new little... Continue reading
Posted May 10, 2013 at Amsterbeth
I have been thinking a lot about the attention currency of digital media. When we think in terms of "paying attention," what digital means really give us our "money's worth?" One of the things that continually frustrates me about social media, and Facebook in particular, is that there is no... Continue reading
Posted Mar 3, 2013 at Amsterbeth
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Last night was the end of a long, tiring day, and I was facing the dilemma of making good on a commitment to go to an after-work meeting about accessibility. I wanted to bail and go to bed. I went to the meeting for no other reason than I said... Continue reading
Posted Jan 22, 2013 at Amsterbeth
I don't believe a picture is worth a thousand words. Apples and oranges. I have an assignment at work right now. I have a story to tell. And it is being required of me to structure my story in a Powerpoint format so that my story looks the same as... Continue reading
Posted Jan 19, 2013 at Amsterbeth
An email from my mother: So as I previously mentioned, today was the BIG game between Seattle and Atlanta. It started at 10:00 PAC time. The Book of Mormon started at 1:00. I started watching the game. Seattle was getting pounded. It was 10 to zip, Atlanta by the first... Continue reading
Posted Jan 13, 2013 at Amsterbeth
I studied ballet growing up. It was my life. I was good, but never the best. A critical obstacle I could never overcome was the fact that dancing en pointe was always agonizing. It's a painful pursuit for any dancer, but it was unbearable for me. My feet never really... Continue reading
Posted Jan 13, 2013 at Amsterbeth
1. Start an innovation hub that is rooted in technology and fueled by the arts. 2. Organize a ball. A real ball with tuxes, champagne, and ball gowns. 3. Do a lot more for impactful organizations like World Reader. 4. Do what I can to ensure I am always the... Continue reading
Posted Jan 6, 2013 at Amsterbeth
1. Start an innovation hub that is rooted in technology and fueled by the arts. 2. Organize a ball. A real ball with tuxes, champagne, and ball gowns. 3. Do a lot more for impactful organizations like World Reader. 4. Do what I can to ensure I am always the... Continue reading
Posted Jan 6, 2013 at Amsterbeth
It was probably close to 15 years ago. I was at my friend Matthew Cooke's house. It was Halloween. Matthew always throws great Halloween parties. I began chatting to this young woman and we must have started talking about our ancestral origins. She said she was Irish. I said I... Continue reading
Posted Dec 25, 2012 at Amsterbeth