While I was in Orlando last week, I was provided with a company laptop to use. It was a Hell Dell Latitude, which more appropriately or subliminally should be called L’attitude –French for “the attitude” — because one crucial and malignant aspect of it was continually and predominately a freakin’ pain in the ass and …
My earlier post this morning described the uneventfulness of the flight. That’s not to say the wait at the gate went as smoothly. I guess I temporarily blocked it perhaps as a sanity-saving measure, but fellow contributer Cutter’s post this morning about cellphonetards brought the recollection back in full technicolor: While waiting for my L.A. …
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Very much the pleasant flight home last night and a nice surprise to find it raining when the plane landed at 9:35 p.m. While shuttling from the airport back to my truck parked out by the Crowne Plaza Hotel I figured it was just localized sprinkles, but it kept up pretty much all the way …
For want of a substantive post while I’m still here in Orlando, all I have for you is some window-dwelling examples of the area’s entomology, specifically a wasp and a jumping spider (my favorite of all spiders!) that put it on dah glass outside my hotel room 11 stories off the deck for awhile yesterday …
Well, I’m here in Orlando, comfortably ensconced in my 11th floor room at the Peabody where I can see a big round thing that must be Epcot Center waaaaaaay off in the distance… and not much else. Like most of Florida there’s no place to hide in Orlando. No variation in the terrain. It’s so …
Back in April I participated in a benefit to raise money for a cyclist and Silver Lake Trader Joe’s crewmember who was seriously injured in a hit-and-run while biking home after a shift in February. There was a silent auction and it turned out I was the winning bidder on two items: a Joseph Mailander …
It began this morning with Jiggy crowing over his catch, and when I found him on the side of the house he was next to a tiny little mouse who rightfully scattered with all bits and appendages thankfully intact when I congratulated Jiggy and then shooed him away from the little rodent. Trouble is, mice …