Good Lord - if I couldn't multitask, I don't know what I'd do.
My first introduction to New Orleans was from the air, flying high over the city with a view of the land - and water - below.
Flying over New Orleans on our approach, I got it. There was no view of land without water - water in the great looming form of Lake Pontchartrain, water cutting through in tributaries, water flowing beside a long stretch of highway, water just - everywhere.
I love the way they look. I love the way they feel. I love saying the word again and again: Jeggings! Jeggings! Jeggings!
I don't mind other guys seeing movies I want to see and then writing about them. That's fine, especially when it's the New Yorker's Anthony Lane, because he knows this stuff pretty well.
Myself, I really like the iPad mounted as a frame, with a happy slideshow cycling through.
I am not an 'unplug' person. I like being plugged in.
I am attached to my Blackberry. Sometimes, when I'm holding it, my other hand goes to my pocket automatically in search of it.
To be honest, I've been a passionate advocate for the value of tech to help us connect to people in real and emotional ways - and stick up for myself when people say, 'Sklar! Stop tweeting!'
Here's the thing: 'The Hurt Locker' was an amazing, important film. But did I enjoy it? Of course not. It was very tough to watch and, while gripping, not exactly what you'd call a happy place.
When I go a stretch without tweeting, I will occasionally get an email from my mom, checking in. I always find this amusing but also gratifying: Thanks to Twitter, I can keep in touch with my parents and let them in on what I'm doing in a way that even the regular phone calls of a doting daughter can't do.
