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Wed 01.12.11 – 5:58pm – I could have entitled this post, “Belle, post-surgery, coming down off of general anesthesia, ecstatically happy, about to tip over”.
Belle is now the proud possessor of 4 staples, about 6 x 3 inches of shaved fur, and breath that smells of dancing unicorn farts. I am sure tomorrow when all the happy anesthesia has worn off she won’t be quite so happy. The ride home on the 22 fwy with two accidents making traffic very stopped was made better by Belle’s extra extra extra happy mood.
Per usual, thanks to Dr. Kali at North Tustin Veterinary Clinic for an excellent vet experience.
It is all fine and dandy to drive to San Francisco or Lost Wages or Phoenix from LA, but what happens if you need to go farther afield or even across an ocean? Not even BlkPhbe the trusted Prius can drive across the ocean.
As bizarre as I find the whole flying experience in recent years, particularly the part at the airport before departure, I do like airports. Back when one could walk one’s friends or family to their departure gate, before the advent of boarding pass folks beyond security only, I used to offer to take friends to the airport, as I enjoy the hustle, bustle, and air of possibility that pervades a good, large airport.
People are going places! I could be going places! What fun people watching!
The only problem in the post 9/11 world, the hustle and bustle has been replaced with dour faced, tired, stressed out people. And that only covers the employees and TSA folk, as for the passengers there is an air of defeat.
GW Bush’s pronouncement of “Mission Accomplished” aside, I think the terrorists have won. Instead of airports being a place of movement, anticipation, and possibilities, they are now a place of banal, mindless bureaucracy that verges on shows of soul-corroding power trips in the name of supposed security.
One wanna-be terrorist failed to blow up his shoe, now millions of people get to have their shoes inspected. One failed terrorist couldn’t get his underwear to explode, now many more innocents get to be patted down & felt up in the name of making us all safer.
Before you start thinking, “Well, I am willing to put up with ALL of that AND MORE to be secure!” Are you really that secure? I raise an eyebrow at you. You must not fly that often anymore.
As I detailed out in last night’s post, for trips shorter than 6 hours, I now drive rather than deal with the b.s. at the airport.
Flying internationally is one exception to my little no-fly rule, as I do like to get into an aluminum tube with wings and be strapped in for 10-12 hours so that I can emerge on the other side in a new world. This I like so much, I will put up with quite a bit.
I like watching Labrador, Baffin Island, Greenland, and Iceland from 35,000 ft in the air as the metal tube is getting jostled about by the turbulent air in the interstices of the North Atlantic and the North American landmass. It is even more fun to watch Greenland & Bafflin Island go by with a barf bag* in one hand while one is trying to operate a camera in the other while pressing the lens to the window.
One of these days, I will touch down in Iceland and Greenland for a proper visit rather than just fly over. For Greenland, I will even put up with the airport.
*Sometimes, if it smells real bad, no matter how hungry, don’t eat the airplane food. Yes, they still feed you on International flights.
Today, the 1st of November, is the start of annual November National Blog Posting Month, where folks blog daily. It is also the start of NaNoWriMo (write a novel in one month!) and NaVloPoMo (video yourself & friends daily!).
Per usual, I am encouraging you, dear reader, to take up the challenge this month and flex your creativity muscles with daily practice – go blog, vlog, write, photoblog, etc!
Stockholm Syndrome is defined by the of behavior of kidnap victims who, over time, become sympathetic to their captors.
According to some of the phrases that Ben Smith uses in his Nokia N8 review, I must have Mobile Stockholm Syndrome, as I *actually* liked the Nokia N97 from November 2009 to May 2010 and I do *love* the Nokia N8.
Ben says in his last paragraph:
The issue is, Nokia fanatics aside (and I mean them no slight – we all have to be passionate about something), the user experience hasn’t improved nearly enough yet so most people will get better real world use from other devices. Only a small minority will accept – long-term – sacrificing general usability for one exceptional feature (in this case the camera)…
The N8 does have its flaws*, but as a camera phone, it is excellent. But as I read Ben’s last paragraph, I started to laugh, as I realized that I do have Mobile Stockholm Syndrome, then again, so do most people when it comes to their mobile and carrier/operator relationships.
Come on, admit it: You are willing to put up with an amazing about of _insert_name_of_bovine_excrement_ in exchange for having the coolest/cheapest/bestwhaterfloatsyourboat mobile on your block. You, too, have mobile stockholm syndrome.
And if it is not with your mobile phone, it is with the carrier / company that provides the phone and data service. You haven’t left AT&T yet, even with all your grousing about dropped calls, now have you? You are actually kind of fond of it, as it did get you off that uncomfortable call, right? You are just waiting for the iPhone to go to Verizon so you can deeply enjoy your iPhone and local AT&T network without all the hoi poloi junking things up, right?
I am right there with you. Really. Holding my Nokia N8 with the excellent 12 megapixel camera waiting for the teaming iPhone millions to trot away from my network. Darned folk, don’t appreciate everything that AT&T has done for them…
While usability does matter for me in many instances, I would rather have a great camera phone with mildly OK usability in terms of the mobile’s OS, than to have great usability and only OK to crappy camera. In this I differ from most of my designer friends who love love love their iPhones. Every time I use an iPhone, I just get frustrated and wonder how they can be so over the moon for a phone that is just ok.
Each to their mobile own. We all love our respective mobile captors while we yearn for the perfect mobile or perfect mobile carrier / network, which may only exist in our own minds for that day or week.
*More on this later, but right now it is the radio changing channels and crashing when I am walking due to the motion sensor that is driving me a bit mad. Angry enough to turn off the sensor, but then the radio app still crashed when I was changing channels.
Photo taken by Ms. Jen with her Nokia N8.
10.10.10 – This post right now. Surprise lunchtime visit by my Dad and his work truck, who were on their way to Northern California for a month. Dog Beach with Les Doggies. Crescent Moon at dusk.
09.09.09 – Through Billy’s Looking Glass
08.08.08 – Blogging, BlogHer, and Dooce
07.07.07 – At Book Making Class
06.06.06 – Notice : Under Construction
05.05.05 – Happy Cinco de Mayo
04.04.04 – The Wittlest Cowboy In The West (my favorite in number and in photo)
03.03.03 – Can’t remember what happened on this date as I was a month and a half from starting this blog, but I must have been excited about SXSW’03 where I was to hear Mena Trott talk about Movable Type & meet Jish (see 08.08.08 entry) that would inspire me to start this blog.
02.02.02 – My dad’s 59th birthday, but the barflies.net archive is of no help here do to my cleaning directory problem and the bowling photos have been moved.
01.01.01 – Visiting my friend Denise in Boston, gone to see the Amazing Royal Crowns the night before.
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The Equation of why Seal Beach is really Mayberry-by-the-Seal & how next Thursday’s Seal Beach Sun’s Crime Log will be particularly good & juicy:
3 or 4 raccoons bigger than your average cocker spaniel treed in a eucalyptus in the alley making unholy screams while either fighting or mating or both
2 drunk young men walking down the Electric Ave and the 16th St alleys tipping over trashcans all the while trying to get home to one of their grandfather’s houses but turning into the neighbor’s house instead
7-8 cop cars full of SBPD trying to determine if drunk teenagers or if crazy raccoons are the problem (who knew that Seal Beach even had 7-8 cop cars!)
1 really big firetruck
1 paramedics van
a bunch of neighbors and their dogs all out in nightgowns/attire watching the whole spectacle
A rockin’ Saturday Night in Mayberry by the Sea.
The young man actually related to the homeowner on 16th ended up in the cop car and his drunk buddy was left to languish on the Greenbelt. The Raccoons have stopped screaming. Maybe they were agitated by the cop car bright beams being shone into Their Tree.
Who knows why the firetruck and paramedic van even showed up. We will rely on Charles M. Kelley to give us the straight scoop from the Police Log in Thursday’s Sun.