Upon review of this week’s local “news rag” (now with extra pages of church news!!), I’m stumped as to which of the following items best illustrates our rural county’s “backwoods cred.” Is it…
(A) One of the local fire departments being placed on suspension for, among other things, having two of the supposed firefighters brawling at the scene of a blaze which claimed a local business? No Nero here in the sticks with a fiddle! No, we’ve got the guys trying to protect us fighting each other while the town goes up in flames. Firefighters indeed.
OR, could it possibly be…
(B) A couple of teenagers out 4-wheelin’ on the road who plowed into a cow? Now, before you chuckle, it should be noted that the ATV came a rest 100 feet from the impact after hitting a truck as well, and the poor cow was tossed 30 feet, so it’s not like they were just cruising along. And, in true daredevil hillbilly fashion, neither teenager was wearing headgear, so it won’t surprise you to hear that they required major medical attention.
Of course, next week’s rag will probably have a feature on something that happened as they were going to press last week, wherein a couple of kids in a passing car fired shots at a woman stopped at a stop sign…
Wake me when the shooting war is over. Until then, I’ll be huddled in my comfy trench.
I give up.
Honestly I do. I’ve been trying to compartmentalize portions of my life across various systems, social networks, web-tools, blah, blah, blahbitty, blah… So what does that mean for this mess of a blog, site, sandwich-board, whatever? I’m really not sure yet. I’m just going to start throwing a bunch of things against the electronic wall and see what manages to stick (or drip slowly down like one of those creepy gummy octopus things I played with as a kid…do they still make those or were they found to cause cancer in voles or something?).
Stay tuned. The changes, they are a-comin’. (Here’s hoping some decent content decides to follow along.)
Last week, I waxed nostalgic about the eerie “future within the present” that is Japan. So it should come as no surprise that I found myself entertaining (and educating) friends this weekend with yet another example of Japanese Awesomeness, chock full of sleek lines and inherent magic . . .
Okay. Perhaps it’s a bit more domestic than technologically inspiring, but still . . . it brought joy to a warm little house huddled against the bitter cold of a Pennsylvania winter.
Who says globalization is evil?
This just in: Japan is awesome!
I’ve known this from childhood, when I returned to the US after spending a couple of years in Japan. In the ways that matter to kids, particularly boys (eg. toys), I thought I had returned from the future. I had plastic dudes with magnet feet that clung to giant robots. My transformable toys were a solid beachhead, paving the way for Gobots and Transformers to sweep across the Pacific in my wake.
So what reminded me of this immutable fact?
Read more about it at dannychoo.com and bask in the strange future that is Japan’s present.
When Apple introduced Genius playlists in iTunes 8, my first response was annoyance. “Another unwanted sidebar, Apple? Come on, guys.” So I let it build me a playlist from the song I was currently playing, checked to see what the first couple of songs were on the list, was pretty unimpressed by the “Genius” selections, and walked away without much further thought.
Then today, on my way to the grocery store, I threw the iPod in the car (well, not literally!) without checking to see that it was on the playlist I wanted (sub 5-minute podcasts—it’s not a long drive), and it shuffled up the first available playlist.
My long-forgotten Genius playlist.
The first selection wasn’t bad, so I went with it. The second song even prompted some finger-drumming, but it was as I neared the store that it poleaxed me. The Cure’s “A Night Like This”? How long had it been since I’d listened to this song? Too long, apparently. Time-shifting be damned! I sat in the parking lot and waited for the song to finish before making my shopping rounds.
Of course, as much happiness as the song brought me earlier this morning, it’s also led me down the primrose path to the great eraser of time that is YouTube, where I’ve just wasted about 20 minutes becoming reacquainted with the Cure. Wasted? Perhaps not.
And while we’re on the subject of the wonder that serendipity often brings, why not learn something?