Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Another Startup Weekend in France

...another weekend at home...

Well, last weekend (16-18 November) was not the official Startup Weekend, but a special one by HEC. I, however, was home inside with my little boy who caught Scarlet Fever on Friday, 15 November. Sure there are plenty of entrepreneurial moms who would've left the little one home in the good care of his Papa, but I guess I have to admit I am enjoying being a home body and caring for my toddler when I can.

My flame for start-ups and Life Entrepreneurial is still burning deep within...but I just don't have it in me to run around and have to meet everyone and go everywhere like I used to. There's plenty of time for that once he's in school full-time.

Anyway. There always will be another startup, and there always will be another Startup Weekend. Like on February 8-10.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Back from Bretagne

Well after a week in Bretagne I am slowly gearing back up into "work mode." There was, interestingly, a Start-up Weekend in a town 20 minutes from where we were.

Startup Week-end à Lannion : 54 heures pour créer !

Créez votre start-up en un week-end : c’est le programme du StartUp Week-end de Lannion. Les inscriptions sont ouvertes !

Wednesday, November 07, 2012

Odyssea in Paris

On November 7th, along with about 10 other lovely ladies, I donned a pink shirt, pink flower in my hair and pink sweatband on my wrist and walked for the cause against Breast Cancer.

It was a gloriously warm day and we were encouraged by bands on the side:
  • an all-woman drum brigade at the start; 
  • a rag-taggle "Grunge-Soul" band that looked a bit disinterested and/or like they were a left-over from the previous night's "Nuit Blanche" and forgot to pack up; 
  • and then by a brass band consisting of older men and women in colorful traditional-costumes.
We passed the Zoo, under renovation, with a soaring concrete tower that will eventually house some lucky animal and saw lots of families and work teams marching with purpose for this cause.


Wednesday, August 01, 2012

Courtney's Summer of Museums: Arenes de Lutece

Good morning! Well, it was...until I tried to Velib' my way around the city... The Velib' is such a good idea, in concept, and I really do like it. But the problem for me is that I am a New York City gal and I am used to a grid. Take me off the grid and all sorts of "adventures" happen.

The problems today were:
1st bike: flat tire
2nd bike was okay but I got distracted and went down a route I didn't want so had a longer journey than I needed to make. argh.
Then I couldn't figure out where the Velib' station was to drop-off the bike. (Maybe the bus would've been easier?)

After the Arenes de Lutece (more on that later), I waited 7 minutes for a bus trip that was only 3 minutes long and could've walked there in the same time. Then I couldn't find where the next bus station was for the transfer.  And I was right in front of a Velib' station. So... do I dare attempt this for my next journey? I hesitated because the next trip meant going on the Quai, which is a busy street with a lot of city buses, trucks and fast drivers trying to cross Paris. Plus, would I know where my turn was so I could finish the trip on a quieter street? (No)

I decided since I was right in front of a Velib' station I should go for it. The first bike didn't seem right. Back into the gate. Next bike was okay but I crossed the street like a pedestrian and realized I just needed to shoot straight across to get into the right direction. TERROR! Cars were honking at me because a large portion of the street (like much of Paris this summer) is under construction so it was just a one-lane street. I'm sorry but I wasn't going to risk my life just for these cars...but they honked and yelled at me anyway. So of course I yelled back at them as I was clutching the handbars for dear life.

It was not a relaxing journey. I need a GPS I can attach to my bike so I don't have to stop at red lights to look at my iPhone.

The Arenes de Lutece were interesting, albeit a brief. It is a former (1st century) arena ala Greek and Roman era. It was interesting to stand in it and think about the beasts vs. man tournaments held there "back in the day." The arena is still used to this day for various concerts and performances. It was surrounded by a nice neighborhood and a beautiful garden and playground on one side.
Arenes de Lutece

I'm off on two vacation trips for the rest of August but will resume my Museum tours in September!

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Courtney's Summer of Museums: Musee Baccarat

Wednesday, July 25th I went to the Musee Baccarat, which was in fact, very small. There were three rooms and the largest had four cases displaying crystal over the centuries according to a theme, and not chronologically. The museum is housed in Baccarat's headquarters, also home to their three boutiques and the famous Cristal Room restaurant. I visited everything, staring with the Museum. Formerly the private home of Vicountess Maire-Laure de Noailles and her husband Charles, this hotel particular was designed with pomp and tradition, hosting salons and magical parties dedicated to famous painters, writers and musicians (Buneuel, Jean Cocteau, Man Ray).

The first room housed the massive and impressive Tsa Nicholas II candelabra as well as other large-scale crystal works. I was surrounded in the next room by four walls covered in canvas painted by Gerard Garouste. Depicting Earth, Water, Air and Fire, the four elements needed to make crystal, this room had two display cases showing some of the more unique pieces including the famous Simon vases and pieces for various Universal Exhibitions. The next room was the largest with four cases showing works based on exquisite craftsmanship, famous designers, prestigious commissions and commissions from "far away" lands.

After this short visit I peeked in the Cristal Room restaurant, and after looking at the menu, decided to dine there. I had a delicious meal and appreciated the crystal touches throughout the service and the room, which was impressive with its massive black marble walls, gold trim and plush rose pink banquettes. When the last petit-four was popped in my mouth and as I savored the lingering flavors, I headed down to the boutiques and appreciated the vast array of fine tableware, glassware, jewelry and other objets d'art for purchase, all the while sipping some water in a lovely Baccarat glass handed to me as I entered the shop.
2012 Baccarrat Musee

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Courtney's Summer of Museums: Musee Jacquemart-Andre

Brief notes:

  • Built for a bachelor: Edouard Andre, who was from a wealthy Protestant family. He married a "rags-to-riches" noted society painter, Nelie Jacquemart. The Plein Monceau area was put into the grand plan by Haussman. Before it was, like the rest of Paris, a small village on its own. 
  • The wealthy built their homes here to show off along the new Haussman Boulevard. Andre, interested in standing out from the others, built his set-back from the road to make people pause and notice it. It was also unique in that the driveway wound from the front to the back, where the entrance was. Then carriage drivers could continue driving around and exit on the other side of the building, to prevent traffic jams during the balls and popular soirees they held. 
  • The Entrance was the Grand Salon with an adjoining Music room, which had walls that moved down into the floor to make an even bigger reception room for the balls. 
  • Mme Jacquemart's Boudoir bathroom still has the columns and alcove were the bathtub was. I loved the clock--horizontal with two rows of numbers for hours and minutes. She wanted to move closer to her husband and moved her bedroom apartments over to his side of the house. 
  • The Winter Garden was gorgeous: all light and marble and mirrors and ferns and plants. The double-staircase is one of the building's more notable features. Of course the mural on the wall and ceiling were highlighted features as well.
  • The Smoking room was originally for men to smoke after the dinners; while the ladies went into another room. These were traditionally decorated in Chinoiserie style. Nelie bough the English portraits after Edouard died.
  • After going from the Winter Garden staircase to overlooking the Music room from a balcony to...BAM! A complete Italian Museum! Whoa. This was wild. They really made their upper floor a real museum to showcase all their collections from Venice, Florence and other Italian artwork and architectural details. Amazing. 
  • Then another wing was completely redone in modern style to showcase a current exhibit: Eygptian art. Fascinating.

2012: Musee Jacquemart-Andre

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Courtney's Summer of Museums: Musee Nissim de Camondo

For my second week of museum-hopping I made a reservation in advance to the Museum of Nissim de Camondo. I was really excited about visiting this museum as I have been wanting to go there for about three years!

I got to the museum too early so I went to the corner to have a coffee and croissant. Delicious!
    And now, my thoughts on the visit:
  • The house was built between 1912 - 1914, modeled partially after Petit Trianon. Initially it was constructed in the 1800s by Moises de Camondo's father, whose brother also constructed a house right next door, which is now home to JP Morgan. 
The story of this family is so tragic:
Nissim (the grandfather) moved to Paris with his brother, Isaac, to open their very successful Ottoman Empire bank in Paris. Isaac died with no family and thus bequeathed his impressive art collection to Le Louvre museum. This collection included Monets, Manets, Pissaros and other substantial impressionism works.

Nissim had one son, Moises, who had a son (Nissim) and a daughter (Beatrice). Moises did not really work on the family business. He preferred to spend his time studying and acquiring 18th Century art and furniture. His brief marriage to Irene Cahen D'Anvers, a woman from a prominent French family, ended after she left him for an Italian count, Count Sampieri. Moises loved his children dearly and devoted his time to raising them,  spending time with them at their weekend estate pursuing activities like horse-riding and acquiring 18th Century art and furniture.

His son, Nissim, served in WWI as a pilot, but died tragically in a plane crash during active duty. Moises was so devastated he closed the bank and closed himself up in his home, comforting himself with his artwork.

Béatrice, his daughter, became an accomplished horsewoman, married Léon Reinach and had two children: Fanny and Bertrand. They lived in Neuilly, a suburb of Paris, where they could all practice their love of horseback riding. As the Nazi threat intensified in France, she wrongfully believed that considering her brother died for their homeland, and her family’s wealth and position, she would be safe. Unfortunately, she and her whole family were deported to the Drancy concentration camp and subsequently murdered in Auschwitz.

There are no surviving family members of Moise de Camondo. So sad!!!!

sigh. After a respectful pause, here are further comments on the house:
  • Parts of the house were built with specific architectural details consistent with 18th century traditions, and Moises even planned some room dimensions to exactly match some of the objects in his collection.
  • The gallery was beautiful--it was a large spacious landing area and "terminal" between many of the rooms on the main reception floor. Of course there were impressive pictures and sculptures, but I was impressed by the layout of the house.
  • The dining room was nice with one wall all mirrors and the opposite with a large red marble shell fountain. I learned that the dining room didn't really come into being until the reign of Louis XV. Before then, people apparently ate in bedrooms or antechambers. Since the introduction of the dining room, courses could have 50 - 100 dishes!
  • The small study had an actual working clock, ticking away! It was so sweet. Made it really feel like you were in someone's home. Nice touch.
  • The Blue Drawing room was initially Beatrice's bedroom. It was the biggest bedroom in the house and jutted out into the garden. It was so beautiful! I loved the calmness of the room, made possible by the deep turquoisey-blue walls and deep yellow silk curtains and big beige lampshades on the chandeliers and desk lamps. The blue was originally a peacock blue but since they leave the house as-is, light has faded it to be a lighter green-blue. 
  • The library was really nice. Hexagonal. My favorite thing were the semainiers (weeklies), which were leather strips with golden "slots" with the days of the week engraved on them. They were to hold the week's invitations in each day. Like an old-fashioned mail/bill holder. But so elegant!
  • The small passageway between the Library and Moise's bedroom: I love all the "hidden" doors that were for servants to use and/or led to shortcuts/passageways through the house. Even in Versailles I am always really struck by these. It's like another untold history alongside the published narrative.
  • The carpet in Moise's bedroom wasn't as impressive as the history behind it. It was made in 1760 from a Savonnerie manufactory for Louis XV's daughters. And it was only to be used in the chapel at Versailles and on religious days. Whoa. Neat.
  • I also liked the silken cord with tassels, hidden behind the nightstand in Moise's bedroom. Nearly hidden, you could tell this was his communication system to notify staff when he needed something. 
  • The bathroom: it smelled like my Grandmother in there! What a great moment to be enveloped by her sweet, cottony, clean smell. It didn't smell like astringent. It was a soft, cotton, baby powder, woodsy combination.

Wednesday, July 04, 2012

Cocktails with Courtney ~ July 4 2012

"Happy Independence Day America! And Thank you to my adopted home, France, for helping us!"
Thus started the July 4th "Cocktails with Courtney" festivities at the Tuileries Bar in the Westin Hotel. It was a festive night on many levels--there were the vestiges of a big fashion event spilling out onto the street as we arrived on this usually sunny evening in Paris.

[Most of May and all of June were rainy, rainy, rainy with dark, cold, overcast, drab, grey skies. The rain continued into July but the sun always seems to peek out around 8:30 PM. Just when my son is going to bed!]

This evening we had the prolific and illustrious Joel Dreyfus (formerly Red Herring, Bloomberg and many other notable publications) stop by. Joel is now back in Paris and working on a book colorfully documenting generations of his family's life in Haiti. He and Alain Cartier (vintage jewelry vendeur) spoke some francais while sipping cocktails.

I sampled a refreshing ice-tea with thyme infusion as conversations ranged from engagement ring styles (Kate & Diana's to classic French to lacquered) to the boom (and bust) of apps to the course of political history and dissidents in Haiti!

The repartee from Joy Sparrowhawk, who's with the UK Trade & Investment organization ( and Karen Hunt (Kobojo) added dimension and everyone's input made the conversations flow as smoothly as Joy's wasabi martini!

Courtney's Summer of Museums: Musee de Moyen Age/Hotel de Cluny

Having lived in Paris, France for 4 1/2 years now, I have decided it was high time to visit some of the smaller museums Paris has to offer, and which I had yet to see. Since we have the nanny all day on Wednesdays, each Wednesday in July I'll visit a museum and "pen" my thoughts here.

The first Wednesday, July 4th, I made my way over to the very busy St. Michel/Blvd St. Germain/Rue des Ecoles area and visited the Museum of the Middle Ages/Cluny Hotel. I was well juiced up on my two cups of coffee and a pain au chocolate type pastry.

This was remarkable on two levels. One, of course, is getting to see a vast amount of Middle Ages artwork, architectural details, tapestries and information on the Middle Ages in Europe. The other, of course, are the ancient ruins of the "roman" baths.

Going solo was a real luxury, I spent nearly three hours covering all the museum and lingering where I wanted, taking my time to read all the information panels and cards and even just contemplating particular pieces. I particularly liked the "Lady and the Unicorn" tapestries. These are world famous and, seeing them in person, I can see why.

It was also interesting to see:
- the rooms on daily life
- information on the monks who lived here
- to learn about the Hotel's other residents over the centuries including the art collector and benefactor M. Alexandre du Sommerard
- big fireplaces that almost reached the ceilings, so they could heat large reception and dining rooms
- learn about devotional life, that people would carry religious wooden statues on Palm Sunday processions
- the Book of Hours and the amazing detail; how rich life was even back then; and the devotion toward Christ
- the morbid fascination with death, funerals and the art-of-dying
- the chauffe-mains! What a great idea--especially for back then! I could use something like that today.

As I mentioned, the "Lady and the Unicorn" tapestries just blew me away. I was so fascinated I must've spent at least 30 minutes in the darkened room, just turning from one to the other and back again. I each time I took a new review, I noticed something different.

I got so obsessed at one point I jotted down the placement of the trees and when I came home, put little slips of paper on the table with their names to see if perhaps they were always in the same location but the tapestries were woven from different view points. (The answer is "no.") But if you are curious, the placement for Taste, Sight, and Sound are the same, but from different vantage points. The trees in Smell are criss-crossed and Mon Seul Desir have the same arrangement but flipped vertically.

Of course, Mon Seul Desir does bring up all sorts of speculation and one theory of mine had me going around the room all over again and noting down the colors of her dress, the dress lining and coat to see if it revealed any suggestive under/overtones I was suspecting. (Again, not quite.) I do like the idea that she puts away her worldly riches for earthly love and the tent, it's colors and symbolic designs added to my theory.

In any case, the tapestries were so incredible, on so many levels, I just couldn't seem to bring myself to leave them. But leave them I did, and I went on my way to explore the rest of the museum, and the also incredible Gallo-Roman thermal baths. Whoa. I love being in the presence of these ancient artifacts. It really drives home the fact that our physical life here is so temporary. When I think of the millions and millions and millions of people who lived before's incredible. Thank God these artifacts weren't totally destroyed over the centuries so little people like me could marvel and wonder at them.

Monday, July 02, 2012

Going to get my "recipisse"

Today I went to the Prefecture de Police (police dept) to get my Recipisse to get my Carte de Sejour. The Recipisse (sounds like recipe) is a piece of paper you have as a temporary document between the valid Carte de Sejours, which are 1 year each.

7:45 AM - left the apartment. Metro #9 to Miromesnil, change to Metro #13 to Place de Clichy. Walk 10 mins.

8:16 AM - arrive at the Prefecture where there are already well over 60 people.
Someone tells me, "you just arrived? you have to sign up on the list. Go see the woman in blue."
I see an older woman in a blue dress who when she sees me approaching, waves a ragged piece of checkerboard paper at me. (Standard French note paper isn't lined like American paper, it has a small checkerboard pattern.) I am already #57 on the list.

8:37 AM - people start milling towards the front so everyone gets anxious and also start standing up, lining up. One younger man in a purple shirt and black sweater says, "there is a list! there is a list!" So another man begins organizing and calling out names. People wait patiently as their name is called and generally fall into place accordingly. (We are in France after all, where "line" is a general concept; and we are dealing with people from many other cultures as well.)

9:08 AM - a young female cop comes out and announces, "THERE IS NO LIST! Every day I come here and there is a list. I am sick and tired each time I come here! There is no list!"

9:09 AM - we begin moving!

9:15 AM - the cop comes outside on her telephone and leaves. She comes back with boxes of crackers and cookies. I guess the waiting room is at capacity so we must wait outside.

10:13 AM - four more people get in, including a man who cuts-the-line! :( He shuffled past a few peple behind me and then me. A man behind me says several times, "what would you like? there is a line. " He ignores him and continues shuffling to the front, hoping we will forget about him and that he'll just blend in with the rest of us. arghhhh.

10:30 AM - A woman comes up to the front a few times and peers into the Exit door. Then she comes back up with her daughter. She stands right in front of the Exit door. A man in a wheelchair is exiting and she grabs her stroller with two hands and pushes in through the exit into the waiting area. She SNEAKS in past the cop. She gets her ticket. The few of us at the door look at each other shaking our heads and sighing.

10:35 AM - I finally get inside! I push the button on the "distributor" to get my ticket ("take a number") and find a seat. I glare with disapproving looks at the woman-line-cutter, and when I can find him, the man-line-cutter. (so there!) I am "R16."

[The numbers go 0xx for new Carte de Sejour and Rxx for Renouvelement (renewing) Carte de Sejour. It is at 022 and R13 when I arrive.]

10:52 AM - a man who was before me taps me on the shoulder and asks me what my number is. I tell him. He gives me his #ticket because he took his in error. Bonus! I am next!

11:06 AM - Me! I go upstairs to find "Guichet 11" (ticket window/office 11). The woman doesn't like that I have waited so long to get my Recipisse. oops. And I don't have a "facture" (bill) as recent as she would like. I take a deep breath and remember that I will get my Recipisse today. She cannot deny me the Recipisse. I just need to stay calm and it will all work out. It does. I get my Recipisse.

11:18 AM - I leave the Prefecture de Police Centre des Etrangers. [Before I left I went to tell the cop that there was no more toilette paper in the bathroom. (She was the only person there other than the cashier, who was busy.) She looks at me and says, "so?" So I look back and just said, "Good bye" and then she said, "Oh" and started calling someone to fix the situation. [Man-oh-man! She could care less. And so could I as I was leaving. I guess she didn't think it was her problem, until she realized it probably would become her problem later.]

12:15 PM - Back at home to my darling husband and adorable son. We had lunch.

Monday, April 30, 2012

Startup City

A few weeks ago I had the opportunity to find myself in lovely New Orleans for a Pulitzer family reunion. My grandfather was the oldest of twelve brothers and sisters so there are a lot of cousins as a result; and we thoroughly enjoy getting together regularly.

Before arriving in the Crescent City one of my cousins [Carol Pulitzer] emailed me she was moving back to "NOLA" (New Orleans, Louisiana). She said NOLA was experiencing a renaissance technologically, entrepreneurially and artistically. I was intrigued. I emailed another cousin [Alexa Pulitzer] who's a 3rd generation New Orleanian and she enthusiastically confirmed it. Now I was hooked on finding out more.

Alexa, who has her own incredibly successful brand of beautiful stationery, mousepads, party cups and other items, introduced me to The Idea Village  Co-Founder/CEO Tim Williamson. So, while there, before the reunion festivities kicked-off, I walked a few short blocks from our hotel (the Monteleone, which by the way charges an outrageous $10 a day per device to access the Internet!) to their lofty space.

The next two hours flew by in what was one of the most friendly and interesting meetings I've been party to in a while.

The first 20 minutes or so were filled with "oh so your cousin is..." and "I went to school with your cousin ______ " and "my wife went to school with your cousin _____." I was struck by the similarities of "who do you know" and "what high school did you go to" between this town with French origins and the country where I now live (France). I guess some old habits die hard! Fortunately I had all the right answers. But there is something to be said for Southern hospitality and, of course, Entrepreneurial friendliness.

After introductions went around, Tim provided me with an excellent background and overview on The Idea Village and the city. Next Communications Manager Cameron Yancey offered the point-of-view of a native New Orleanian on the city's new growth. The Idea Village is home to several Entrepreneurs-in-Residence and one of them, Kevin Wilkins, provided insights as a recently relocated Mid-Atlantic experienced business manager.

And without further ado, here are the findings:

Kevin Wilkins: From The City on a Hill to The Crescent City

Before learning about one of The Idea Village's Entrepreneurs-in-Residence Kevin Wilkins I learned a lot about his wife and her family. But that's how things are here in New Orleans. Family background is an important way things were in New Orleans. And it's an interesting parallel to how things are changing.

His wife, Ginny Wise, came from a family where for generations everyone went to Tulane University. She was the only one to break tradition and go to "Dart-mouth" as they called it. Kevin and Ginny met there and moved to Boston after school. While she began doing development, he went to Harvard Business School. Twenty years later...they'd built a life there. During all this time his Mother-in-Law was always asking when Ginny was going to move back home. Even after Hurricane Katrina, when many New Orleanians felt a need to go home and help rebuild their city, it wasn't the right time for her. Then, eighteen months ago she got a call from Tulane University to do development. This was the inspiration she needed and wanted to move back home. In August 2010 she moved back to New Orleans with Kevin and their three boys ages 13, 8 and 7.

Kevin, coming from a solid background in general management, marketing and operations for large corporations as well as start-up companies, decided to take some time off and was teaching at Tulane where he met Tim Williamson, CEO of The Idea Village.

During our meeting on Wednesday, April 4th, 2012, Kevin had a lot of great insights on New Orleans and the changes happening in this city.  He said, "There's a sub-culture that's bubbling up." What surprised him was the economic energy. He has advised entrepreneurs through The Idea Village for six months and he states seriously "the Village culture is impressive. The network is real. The breadth of talent and a diversity of industry are among NOLA's strong points now. Before New Orleans was in disparate groups, The Idea Village is the hub to help these components work together. "

The Idea Village's big event, The Big Idea, on the closing day of New Orleans Entrepreneur Week drew over 1600 people. "That's a leading industry indicator and shows pent-up demand. The city wants to be a part of the energy. It's a tipping point." Areas where Kevin has been especially focused are the Charter School industry and Water Management technology. In the six months he's been working at The Idea Village he's experienced surprises, learning and humility. Kevin admits to being a structured, driven worker and he has learned to be more flexible and assume a more "can-do" attitude. "If you're driven you can do anything here. There are opportunities in water management, film and biotech. And it's real, viable, sustainable and growing!" As his 83-year old mother-in-law said at The Big Idea event, "I can't believe the momentum of this city." Today Kevin sees "there is so much more to the city than Mardi Gras and Jazz Fest. There is talent and innovation. And, you can have a balanced life here." Those are words to live by.

Cameron Yancy Shines

Cameron Yancy is a bright star in her field. She has the luck of youth, enthusiasm and the gift of savvy smarts to help her build her budding career at The Idea Village. She started as a volunteer and then interned as she helped on the 2001 coffee table book HowThey Did It. Her hard work paid off and she transitioned into the Special Projects Coordinator and then finally to her present position as Communications Manager. Born and raised in New Orleans she returned in 2009 after school. Cameron says that coming back she didn't realize the wealth of opportunities available now in NOLA. The Idea Village, and NOLA in general, now has so many new connections and opportunities, you can come in and get C-level management roles and opportunities when you dive in and seize the opportunities here. Despite her youth, Cameron has an informed viewpoint having grown up in New Orleans. She informed me during our meeting on Wednesday, April 4th, 2012, that today "there is a holistic approach with entrepreneurs here." There is an idea of "how can we push New Orleans" to the forefront. They want to help each other. As The Idea Village's CEO Tim Williamson said, "the Brain Drain has stopped with Cameron. She is a real-life example of Talent who has stayed."

The End of an Era: The Official End of the Minitel

The Minitel, a place where you could look up phone numbers, find a cinema, check the weather and more, and a forerunner to the Internet has it's end near. The Télétel service will end on June 30, 2012, rendering inoperable numerous Minitel's still actually in service. In an e-mail sent to its clients, the telecommunications company Orange reminded its clients of this due date marked by a significant step: starting Wednesday March 7th Minitel renters will not be charged. All good things have their day.

Mirsky's Back!

David Mirsky is back on the web! Well, he never left but he has a new website, blog, Facebook Fan Page and Twitter feed. Old-timers like me will remember "Mirsky's Worst of the Web," a comical site in which he "honored" bad website design. WOTW was the first well-trafficked site to feature "bad" web sites for entertainment purposes and was a refreshing answer to all the "Cool Site of the Day" and other upstarts.

Now Mirsky's back at it again, this time with a "copywriting agency." If you're in need for a sharp copywriter, Mirsky's your guy.

Twitter: @MirskyAgency

Bits & Bytes

- Mark Frieser has launched a blog focusing on music rights licensing, technology, and content at: The first post, "Handguns or music rights - what's easier to license?" goes into the state of the sync licensing marketplace today and what can (in my opinion) be done to make it a better place for the buyer and seller through innovation and implementation of technology. His weekly posting will be joined with guest writers and profiles from noted industry executives and artists.

- Old-timer lawyer Havona Madama is getting in on the Kickstarter craze with a book project by her daughter Stoney Nakoda Cooks.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

"Cocktails with Courtney" - Change your passwords!

My my, time does fly.  I can't believe here we are at the end of April and I'm planning my May "Cocktails with Courtney," which is a rude reminder that I have neglected writing about my February event. Mea Culpea.

And what an event it was. We were graced with the impressive (in stature, knowledge and wit) Henry Bar Levav CEO of Recursion Ventures and Henry Mbom who's in charge of Recursion's International Business Development. Both sporting hats and coats they settled into the push red velvet armchairs at The Westin Hotel's Tuileries Bar on February 29th and regaled us with their day's adventures in the silk district. Hunting for the perfect bolt of silk isn't Henry's only talent. After learning more about each of the attendees that night, he nearly terrified us with the depth and precision of his knowledge on computer (personal, banks, and corporate) security. After this brief talk, he and Bobby had to part for a dinner with some high-level government officials, leaving Antique dealer Alain Cartier, Oasys Consultants's Elodi Warnod,'s Sarah Towle, Sofitel Hotel's Susana Herrera-Masias and's Shawn Convery into thinking we should all change our passwords as soon as we got home!