Actually, I kind of like getting local news from Scranton every night as a change of pace, but I’ll bet there have been an awful lot of very confused old people in Winston-Salem around 6:00 the past few days.
I also kind of wonder if their advertisers are getting many calls from down here.
And no, this post really didn’t have anything at all to do with Jane Jacobs. Sorry.
How amused am I that Gmail marked a message from Google Analytics as spam?
I’m working on digitizing a video letter I wrote to a friend probably seventeen years ago so that he can have it on DVD. This means I am:
I’ll tell you how it comes out.
Cablevision of Greensboro, ca. 1976. The exciting options included two ABC affiliates, two NBC affiliates, one CBS affiliate, one PBS affiliate, and three independents (two from Washington DC, and the third Ted Turner’s “other” station in Charlotte NC). The lineup was rounded out with rotating weather gauges on one channel and a news teletype on another, both backed with audio from local radio stations.
In the next year or two, things would get more complicated with the addition of HBO and Ted Turner’s Atlanta superstation (pre-capitalization and then sporting the call letters WTCG). I think the two Charlotte stations got dumped for those additions.
I noticed the 4G indicator on my phone yesterday and wondered about the significance. I even
mentioned it at dinner last night. After reading this, I guess I sort of still wonder. When I’m sitting someplace more comfy than a rest area on I-85, I may try to find out more.
I just texted a friend trying to say that I needed a bit of advice. Whatever I actually typed autocorrected to “I need a bit of vice.”
Is my phone now making my Freudian slips for me?
I have now had my FaceTime cherry popped. Thank you, Duncan.
I’ve had my new iPhone for more than a week now and I have three thoughts on the subject:
Spending my Saturday night setting up my new phone. It’s sort of like watching paint dry. But I’m still excited.
A friend just texted me that apparently all the rock and roll drag queens of my misspent youth will be at the big queer bar in Greensboro tonight, including Atlanta’s (and formerly Greensboro’s) very own Lily White. For a brief second I considered going just to see some old friends. Then I contemplated the logistics of driving thirty miles each way (a drive I already make five days a week) in the cold (19F tonight) after being up and busy since 7AM (I was scrubbing the toilets by 8:30) and bed started seeming much more appealing. And after the last time I did so, I sort of promised myself I’d never walk into a North Carolina queer bar again, anyway.
The new phone is now functioning nicely and I am in fact going to bed. I really don’t intend to do much of anything when I wake up either. I finished most of my grant stuff on Friday and celebrated that night by taking myself out for lasagna at Cagney’s. Today was about errands and taking care of things. I will continue the celebration tomorrow by not working (for the first Sunday in three weeks), not thinking about family stuff, and maybe not even leaving the house. Siri and I may spend some time together, but that’s about it. I’m rather looking forward to it.
Since I’m unlikely ever to move back to California nor to be married, yesterday’s ruling has no personal impact on me. But it may impact a lot of people I know. And it’s kind of cool that a federal court–albeit probably the most liberal federal court there is, in a rather narrow ruling–has now actually ruled in favor of same-sex marriage.
I’m mildly worried that the this path to the Supreme Court may be starting a bit early. That might lead to an premature and unfavorable ruling which would cause problems for years to come (sort of a Plessy v.Ferguson for the 21st Century). But I’ll go ahead and be excited anyway. The time will come soon. However, let’s also not lose sight of the fact that even the most basic nondescrimination legislation is still not in place in a lot of states–my own, for example.
More exciting news for a Wednesday night:
