I spent part of last night arguing with on of my old professors about the Internet. He was gently chiding me about the work I do. And in the same breath, he was telling me about how he had finally unplugged his computer… that is, how he is completely unhooked from a phone line and he refuses to even accept something as simple as e-mail. I like the idea. “One of my former students is calling me a Luddite, and e-mailing people, telling them to call me up and get me hooked up to e-mail again. I told him to write me a real letter, put some postage on it….”
Even better, as I was waking up and drinking coffee, I discovered that “Good Morning America” was being filmed in my hometown. Hey, looks like we got some rain. And the students are still protesting. And the future president is still taking that hard and firm middle line. After spending time in Tempe where the dominate colors are yellow and maroon, I’d almost forgotten that Burnt Orange is the most important college color. I wondered if anyone realized that the state capitol building, featured on GMA was so close to my trailer? Less than one linear mile…. Airplanes, taxi cabs, airports, this afternoon will be a blur, and the end of darn long day, too. I wonder if pink frozen yogurt qualifies as a full meal deal at the airport, and if it’s a justifiable business expense.
