Author Archives: RJ Bardsley

Shout Out to BrandFiller Blogger Pamela Canning…

For making the Dean’s list at NECC this semester. Way to go Pam! Keep up the good work.

Drunk Dating – A Sloppy Way to Start the New Year

By Erin Bush

I was fully prepared to tell you all about my trip over the New Year to Thailand but this seemed like a more pressing topic.

He got so drunk.

As we all know, because it’s where we last left off, I haven’t been on a date in ages – about eight months now.  And though it has been awhile, and I have been bored, I haven’t let desperation impair my ability to spot a glaring red flag. I’ve recently been testing out a new site called On HowAboutWe.com.  HowAboutWe lets you cut through the tip-toeing and go straight to finding an activity that you and a suitor are mutually interested in: pick a date and partake. Continue reading

High Desert Weekend

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By RJ Bardsley

This weekend I went out to visit my brother (and fellow blogger) Mike. It has been about a year since he traded in life as a research scientist at the Mayo Clinic to take up ranching back in his adopted home state of Nevada.  My sister-in-law, Erin, comes from an old ranching family and Mike has fit right in. Here are a few photos from the high desert range.

The Cars of CES

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By RJ Bardsley

While we all come to the Consumer Electronics Show (CES) for the gadgets, one of my favorite things is all the automotive stuff going on at the show. From Audi to Jeep to Ford many of the major car brands are here and showing off their latest technology in everything from engines to safety features.

My favorite so far? The Viper… if anyone is keeping a Christmas list for me keep this one mind ;-)

Radical Shorts

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Just got my first pair of Chubbies Shorts. Chubbies are a local San Francisco brand: ‘Radical Shorts for Men’. Check em out…it’s ok if you’re a little envious.

Back in San Francisco…

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…for a day before heading out to the Consumer Electronics Show, one of the largest conferences dedicated to high tech gadgets.  I will be blogging and tweeting from the show, so let me know if there is a specific gadget,  technology or company you would like to learn more about and I will investigate. 

Three Degrees – Happy New Year!

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No, seriously, it’s three degrees outside here in Boston. I am working out of Boston this week…and San Francisco never seemed so warm…

Sandy Hook Heroes

By Sarah Corneau

He-roes: a. those who show great courage; b. people who, in the opinion of others, have heroic qualities or have performed heroic acts and are regarded as models or ideals.

After many days of mourning for the victims and their families of the Sandy Hook Elementary school shooting, I have finally come to a place where I can speak about the horrific events that occurred that day.  Not a day has gone by that I have not shed tears for those lost and the families that have to face this tragedy head on, with no escape, but I have been unable to talk about it and have yet to watch the news. I am not denying the reality or ignoring the existence of these innocent lives lost, but instead, I have had to protect myself because I have struggled so severely with even what I have learned through others.  However, I have slowly allowed myself to read their names, their ages and some of their stories.

The person responsible for this tragedy will have no name in this article, for I refuse to give him any attention – he will not be found in the history of Brandfiller.  My decision to write was purely based on honoring those that fought to protect the children, acting bravely.  It is my effort to help make this tragedy about them and the innocent kids, instead of the shooter.

Through my own grieving process, I have heard stories of heroism and it has given me the ability to start dealing with what happened, grasping hold of something other than the senseless act of violence.  Together, let’s honor some of these heroes.

Sandy hook Dawn HichsprungPrincipal, Dawn Lafferty Hichsprung, died trying to stop the gunman after he had broken into the school.  Not only did this brave woman try to throw herself at the shooter, she had the forethought to switch on the loudspeaker when it all began so that the classrooms could hear the commotion.  This decision gave many the opportunity to react and plan ahead.

Sandy hook Anne Marie MurphySpecial education teacher Anne Marie Murphy, whosebody was found shielding her students from the shooter, reacted the only way she could – trying to save them.

Sandy hook Victoria SotoVictoria Soto, a 27 year old in her third year of teaching, hid many of her students, ultimately saving their lives.  She died diverting the shooter and sacrificing her own life.  For those she could not hide, she was found huddled over.

And the list could go on, with many more acting heroically during the chaos.

Kindergarten teacher, Janet Vollmer, who locked her classroom door, pulled the shades and hid her kids behind a bookcase, quietly reading them a story to keep them calm.  They all survived.

First grade teacher, Kaitlin Roig, locked herself and 14 of her students in a bathroom and spoke quietly to them, attempting to let her voice and her words be the last thing they heard, not the gunfire.  For she thought they would all die.  When the shooting stopped, not even the police badges sliding under the door would make her open it.  The police had to get a key and unlock it.  They all survived.

Music teacher Maryrose Kristopik locked herself and her students in a closet, putting musical instruments in front of the door, creating a barricade.  They all survived.

Although many were spared because of these heroes, many others were left with no time to respond or no means of defense.  For those people, young and old, I pray.  I pray that there was no pain or suffering.  And, I pray that their families find strength and purpose – a way to move forward, especially those grieving the loss of their babies, all between the ages of 6 and 7.  A child, the heart and soul of any parent and what is most precious in their world, should always have a chance to live, experience and become.  For the 20 children lost that day, I am so sorry.  You will not be forgotten and you will always be loved.

Charlotte Bacon, 6

Daniel Barden, 7

Rachel Davino, 29

Olivia Engel, 6

Josephine Gay, 7

Ana Marquez-Greene, 6

Dylan Hockley, 6

Dawn Hochsprung, 47

Madeleine Hsu, 6

Catherine Hubbard, 6

Chase Kowalski, 7

Jesse Lewis, 6

James Mattioli, 6

Grace McDonnell, 7

Anne Marie Murphy, 52

Emilie Parker, 6

Jack Pinto, 6

Noah Pozner, 6

Caroline Previdi, 6

Jessica Rekos, 6

Avielle Richman, 6

Lauren Rousseau, 30

Mary Sherlach, 56

Victoria Soto, 27

Benjamin Wheeler, 6

Allison Wyatt, 6

How About We

how about weBy Erin Bush

So as you all know I have been off of OkCupid for quite some time now. I also haven’t been on a date in six months. Yes, six months. Which might also be part of the reason that I haven’t felt there was anything worth blogging about for the last eight weeks or so. Nothing to write home about, nothing exciting or boring.

After chatting with a dear friend the conclusion was, rightly, that I miss dating – meeting new people, seeing new places, having interesting stories to tell.  These are all popular hobbies of mine. I took up ballet for eight weeks to fill the time, which is not exactly the best venue for finding dateable dudes. I baked – like crazy. And, that about sums it up. Continue reading

You’ll Never Get this Day Back: Seven Things You Can Do to Make the Most of Every Day.

By RJ Bardsley

One of the things I miss most about my father is having him around to talk to when things get rough or busy or interesting in my life.  He was one of the few people I felt like I could talk to – without having a specific reason – and he would listen and be there in all the right ways.  When I had trouble, he would sit back and let me work through things with my own words, occasionally offering guidance here or there, or telling me that things would work out OK, if that was what I needed to hear.  When I had an exciting story to tell him about something that happened in my life, he would partake in my enthusiasm; his responses to my barrage of yammering would reflect the same excitement I felt, making whatever achievement I was talking about seem so much better.  Sometimes I would just call him up to talk about a story I had just read or a work out I had just finished.  He was never bored with the conversation, he always had time for these calls and he always had just the right thing to say – whatever the situation. Continue reading