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The First 24 Hours

Why is this filed under “digital pity”? Because I don’t have any reliable Internet access! Oh, sure, I can go to a Starbucks and pay $6/hour for it. I could walk seven or eight blocks to the public library for it. Hell, I can even walk to Kells for it, but I can’t get a lock on an Access Point from my temporary apartment and DSL/Cable seems to be a special request, and that’s irksome. That’s why it’s under “digital pity”.
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Northeast-ism #2: Pride

It took me about ten hours in total to get to my temporary housing, here in Seattle. I was supposed to be on a plane in CT at 1:40 but due to “weather related incidents” it didn’t take off til 2:30-ish. Thankfully my connecting flight was also delayed, and for the same reasons, so I walked from one jet, through gate 25, and went directly into the next jet, through gate 23 – shortest layover, ever.
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Currency, Presidentially Speaking

I noticed that CNBC (via MSN) is running a poll to get “our” opinion about taking Alexander Hamilton off the $10 bill and replacing him with Ronald Reagan. I figure 90% of the readers that didn’t say “Who cares?” just said “who’s this hammy guy?”
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Whoa (Shocked Edition)

Connecticut Post: Arun Gupta, age 53 of Easton, beloved husband of Nutan and loving father of Kunal, Nisha and Akash died on Tuesday, June 8, 2004 at St. Vincent’s Medical Center, Bridgeport, from injuries sustained from a bicycle accident. His accomplishments include founding Dataease in Trumbull, Neuvis in Shelton, and touching the hearts of everyone he met.
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Zoop!

And then there was nothing left to pack… three packers and three movers, plus eight hours, and everything I own – more or less – is now on its way to WA. One day was all it took. Now I’m camping in my sister’s spare bedroom for the next few days, leaching off her cable modem and soda supplies, until I get to fly out on Friday morning. Aside from cable blowing me off to pick up their boxes, and my Bose speakers not being tagged correctly, this has been a stress-free day and I’m still in a bit of shock: both that the packing was so fast yet stress-free and that I still had so much crap in the condo, even after I cleaned it out. Anyway, the process continues tomorrow, with some loose ends to wrap up: in just a few more days I’ll be out of CT (until Christmas time anyway)…

Yet Another Smoking Ban

Seattle Post-Intelligencer: Forbidden after July 1, 2004, is open flame gas and charcoal grilling on apartment or condominium decks [in Washington] made from combustible materials and lacking an overhead sprinkler. This means no grilling on the vast majority of wooden decks. Some — not all — metal and concrete decks bracketed by non-flammable walls might be exempt if there are no flammable materials nearby. Electric grills remain legal.

Son of a BITCH.

Are You Excited?

“Are you excited [yet]?” This is the question that has been most frequently asked of me, over the last couple of weeks. It puzzles me, a good deal, for a couple of different reasons. First and foremost is, why wouldn’t I be? I mean, I’m starting a new job in a new city on a new coast with a kick ass company; it’s obvious to me that I’d be excited, so I find that asking this question at all would be a bit curious. And anyway, right now, I’m rather distracted by some of the little things.
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Northeast-ism #1: Washington

Obviously this is something I’ve become acutely aware of recently, but it’s something I’ve wondered about for a while. Whenever I mention “Washington” around here, the first question I get is “State or DC?” Of course, seeing as it’s been a topic of conversation lately, it’s begun to irk the shit outta me, if only because I can’t really figure out why they ask it.
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Caller ID, a Painful Thing?

I called my sister the other night because I had to ask her something that was too long to type through email, and I accidentally dialed the wrong number. My cordless phone has a numeric display on the handset, so I saw that I was a number off, and I hung up before it got through the first ring. Fifteen seconds later, my phone rang.
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Against All Odds

A few Rants ago I proclaimed this site as “Low Carb” which sort of went off its track into a blurb about why average isn’t the bodily “norm” for people in the US. Basically, the whole point of it was to point out the following: since magazine models are airbrushed beyond belief and act-ors/-resses are made over for many hours before appearing on a screen, wouldn’t it make sense to expect normal people to not look like them? In fact, I don’t expect those people to look like that in reality! At least most of them – some might, but a very small number of them. I would hope that the “norm” would be more average, and to that end, I applaud a particular store that I found in my local mall.
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