Friday, October 28, 2005
Waiting for a shuttle, checking my treo to see in any indictments have been announced and I find out that George Takai just came out of the closet. Good for him.
He's 62 and was interred with his family during WWII from age 4 to age 8 but he still loves america. So why doesn't his government love him? Or rather, why wont it grant him equal rights. Back then, it was obvious. Because he was Japanese he posed a threat to the country, even though he was a citizen. Today, he poses a threat because...eh hmm. Well, he's gay. So that is reason enough for the religious nuts to have him locked up again.
Thursday, October 27, 2005
A call to America West tells us that out bags can be no heavier than 50 lbs each. Anything over and we get raped for $50 per bag. Do you know what corsets weight? So this morning was spent carefully adjusting all the luggage. Jettisoning anything that wasn't crucial (my toiletries now consist of a tissue and a toothpick). But lacking an accurate way to measure the weight of the bags we had to drive into Oberlin to borrow the scale at the UPS store.
"But Steve, if you have a houshold scale you could have easily gotten an accurate weight by first weighing yourself and then weighing yourself with the bag, and then subtracking your weight."
My answer? "Shut the hell up, you...something something...smartass.....coulda figured that out grumble..."
Once we get back we will at last haved a little time off, but there is no rest for the wicked. I have something big in the works. I will share it with everyone next week.
I don't know if I like the idea of a dog that can look me in the eye and punch me in the jaw.
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Sunday, October 23, 2005
After that it was off to The Blonde Swan hat shop where I was fed the best damn sugar cookie I have ever eaten and pink champaign. Back at the booth my minions are drinking warm spiced wine. Honestly, how can anyone be expected to work under these brutal conditions?