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Jan28

The Hoover Dam is closed

new Hoover BridgeIt's true.  Closed.  But only to pedestrians.  And only at some unspecified time that includes the awesome pre-dawn light.
Maybe it's not always closed.

I went over there the other day, determined to use my camera to capture something other than simple snapshots.  I drove across the causeway in a caravan of pickup trucks whose owners were going to work.  I parked my car in one of the empty lots and walked back down to the walkway that goes across the dam.

More of this story after the jump.

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Jan28

Hello from Vegas

Okay, there's been a long lull.  The best way to remedy that is with a list!

  • I'm in Vegas
  • I got here last Friday.
  • I've been working Bette's last few shows
  • and drinking a lot
  • I have an angry rant about the Hoover Dam
  • I've written 25 pages of a new screenplay
  • I've worked out every day this week (in a manner of speaking)
  • PCW had two overlapping gigs, and the one I wasn't at was a disaster
  • Il Punali hasn't sold any shirts this month

That's mostly it.  I also have rants about friends dying, the iPad and some other shit that I'm too busy to write right now, but I'll get there.  This is a watershed that helps me break the habit of NOT updating, and now I can get to other things.

 
Jan20

mid-week blues and oh how it rains!

leaky ceilingThis has turned into quite the rant on home leaks, so I'm putting it after the fold to help my homepage look less like one long block of text.  There are pictures, though, if you want the worth-a-thousand-words version.  And to think that I was going to talk about finally reading Sherlock Holmes in this post.  And Vegas.  And photography.  So much to talk about, all drowned out (pardon the metaphor) by the din of rainfall.

Click through to read more about the stupid nonsense that I probably should be taking more action to prevent.  That action comes soon.  Right after Las Vegas.  No comments about how things that start after a trip to vegas have little chance of being successful.

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Jan18

Monday's lament

Here we are, about to start a new week.  How many of us are wondering how we got to where we are? I'm definitely one of the people who are.  Welcome to our lives - it's weird here, so enjoy it.  Try not to look too deep.

 
Jan13

tablets

So the Apple tablet has everyone's knickers in a twist.  Apple is going to blow up your expectations of what a slab of silicon and a plastic screen can do.  They're going to sell you rainbows and angels' wings in a oversimplified white box and everyone is going to pee on themselves about how awesome it's going to be.  And it'd better be awesome.

Here's why.

After Apple releases the tablet, that'll be it.  The same week that the iphone came out, everything in the cell phone industry ground to a halt and here we are, twenty years later (in tech time, anyway), with no innovation beyond the addition of wifi, eventually.  So Apple defined the new generation of phones, and here we are, waiting for them to define the budding generation of tablet PCs.  And it's not going to be awesome.

If you hung out with me during a very specific point during the late spring of 2007, you heard one of my rants on what I wanted from a tablet, so you should probably stop reading this now.  In fact, I'm going to put the rest of this rant below the break so that you don't even see it if you don't want.

 

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Jan08

What is happening to Sprint?

I've been a more-or-less loyal Sprint customer for a long time now.  Back in 1998, my only connection to the outside world was a Sprint phone - one that didn't work in my hotel or in a lot of other places, but that worked well enough to make calls to people I loved and missed (the list was long).  I don't remember my plan, exactly, but I'm pretty sure it was 500 minutes with free nights and weekends starting at 9 and ending at 7am for $50 a month.  The phone didn't text (none did), and there was nothing like data or music playing or anything else.  The screen barely showed the phone number and the name of the caller, but I did take a call from my dad on a beach in Rio while riding my bike up 6th avenue in rush hour traffic.  That's maybe my favorite phone call of all time, or at least it's right up there, so that phone held a special place in my heart.

UPDATE: the last 9/10ths of this rant have been moved below the break because I hated how it made the page look.  Bye.

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