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Meanwhile, Back At the Hall of Justice…

Came back into town on Tuesday for a brief stop at the office, some laundry, watching The Office, Heroes, and downloading some podcasts for the trip back up north.  Being “off the grid” for a couple days leaves me with a slightly uneasy feeling when I get back and news has broken that I didn’t know about.  But at the same time, it’s very freeing.  I should probably consider turning off the Internet for longer stretches of time.

I thought the Twitter updates worked out well enough.  Over this weekend, I’m going to try to make more use of the full 140 characters available per tweet.  I think it could be an interesting challenge to force that sort of economy on my thoughts.

What else can I tell you?  Ooohh– be on the lookout for Jason’s gift list, an oft-requested feature at this time of year.  It is scheduled to pop in time for all you zany Black Friday shoppers…

Info on New Year’s/birthday events coming soon, too.  If I miss you, have a great Thanksgiving!


So here I at MSP Intern’tl Airport.  The flight out of Bzn was delayed about half an hour cuz of fog.  Then the plane arrived at gate G-40, which is at precisely the opposite end of this gigantic airport from my departure gate, A-14.  All that did was to keep me from having both a beer and a meal.  There was only time for a beer (6.00) and a king-size Snickers (1.25) from the vending machine.  This leads me to an observation about candy bar sales — there is far less frequently an option to even get a regular-sized bar (this machine being an example of that) so why even call the ‘king-size’ such?  The way I see it, the candy bars were a hell of a lot bigger when I was a kid anyway, so let’s just cut the crap, y’know what I’m sayin?

Whew.  A 24-oz, 6-dollar Sam Adams will make you go off about stuff.  It will also make this little pda keyboard look fuzzy, so I’ll wrap this up.

The only other comment I really needed to make was about women.  There were at least a half-dozen GORGEOUS ones on the flight from Bzn this morning, all accompanied by their husbands/boyfriends.  I think the odds of meeting a normal, single one go down a little every day.

Oh, that, and I met a bloke at the bar coming from Colorado Springs on his way to Dayton and then to Japan on Sunday.  Apparently, this eastbound detour (to his hometown) saved him 200 dollars on the fare.  Sometimes the planets are just aligned, I guess.  More from ER.

Oh a PS after I got on this plane: I am glad I had a drink first.  I will be impressed if this thing leaves the ground.

Less than Sane

It’s Wednesday, the 27th of November, 2002.  Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day.  This is a college campus I’m living on.  At least fifty percent of the student population has vacated the for the weekend already, bound for their parents’ or friends’ homes, their favorite ski destinations, or some other secluded refuge from the bustle of academia.

A PRIME TIME, one would think, to do some last-minute laundry before leaving on an extended weekend away, so that the load when one gets back is a bit lighter.  Ought to be able to go down the stairs, one would think, and find a silent, vacant laundry room, the majority of the kiddies already out the door, and dragging with them the bag of dirty clothes they’ll probably manage to convince Mom to wash for them when they get home.

NOT THE BLOODY CASE.  Nonono, at 9:30 AM on this day, the place is BOOKED SOLID.  ‘Nary a washer to be had!!  Even at 4 on a Saturday afternoon (roughly two hours after your average student will rise) in the heart of the fall, when no one has good reason to be anywhere but SHACKED UP IN THE DORM have I encountered such a high laundry demand.

I am perturbed.  More to come later on, things to do, then the previously-promised “last video.”