The "Bus Twilight Zone"

Fighter pilots have, for a great number of years, spoken of a magical moment when, as your aircraft follows the curve of the earth at a particular speed, you lose sight of earth and everything seems to float. They named this phenomenon the "Twilight Zone" because of the odd lighting and physical sensations they experienced. Yes, this is where the amazing Rod Serling got the name for one of the strangest series ever aired. Now, years later, I can finally tell the world of my discovery, the  "Bus Twilight Zone". You see, there is also a magical point that occurs when waiting for the bus to take one to work. There comes one mystical split-second when the realization hits you like a claw hammer to the skull :I could start walking right this second and make it to work just in time   If I delay for even 30 seconds, I will be late (and in shit) yet again! But, if a bus comes by in the next 5-7 minutes, I save myself the walk, plus I still get to work early enough to have a smoke before I start! However, if a bus does NOT come by, then that extra time spent waiting will not only have been wasted, but will cause my tardiness to increase almost exponentially . Still with me? Because here is that mystic moment: having decided to walk, I glance back one final time and, "is that?... Do I ?... Yes, I think I DO see a bus on the horizon!". And I falter. As it turns out, it's a garbage truck and not a bus at all.  "But wait, what's that right behind it? Is that a bus???"
That magical moment when everything floats - your hopes of arriving on time float away, accompanied by the sound of the bus floating past you ( because by now, you're between stops, right?) and your hopes of a reasonably pleasant day also float south, accompanied not by the sound of a bus, but by that  claw hammer to the skull we discussed earlier, and so begins another day...

Adios, for now, and as always, be safe.
TRS

Pro's & Cons

Ok. So I'm sitting outside a coffee shop in the cold wind freezing my fucking nuts off and can hardly move my half-dead arthritic fingers on the touch screen. So what? I still stand by my original statment: this mobile wi-fi thing FUCKING ROCKS!!! Just wanted to get that out there. Til later, as always, be safe.
TRS

The future...

Right,thanx to my very good pal,once again,I can now do these things from pretty much anywhere,as long as there's a wifi spot nearby (which there usually is)The only prob seems to be editing in this browser - I can't,but don't really care so long as I can post stuff. So you will have to excuse things like font, size,alignment,etc.

Until next time,as always,be safe.
TTS

Techno-fuck

My last entry mentioned the dismal lack of Internet access methods currently at my disposal.  Since then, a very good friend gifted me a Blackberry Curve, on which I instantly took out a trial Internet package - for all the serious, business related, Earth-shatteringly important, eerrrm, ahhh... who am I trying to kid - for free porn right to my phone. But, as a side benefit to the porn, I was also given the option to blog and email from the phone as well. After a week of being on-line constantly, I decided to opt out: do I REALLY want to be able to fiddle-fuck away entire days on the net from wherever I happen to be? No. No I don't. Why? Well, because I think we are becoming too dependent on out tec, relying on it for almost everything, allowing it to serve as our memory, our primary means of interpersonal interaction and more. Here's an example: I went to a payphone to call a buddy; dropped my quarter in, dialed, and got totally pissed when it didn't start ringing. Problem: I had dialed "3", just like I always do from my cell. See? And I've done that more than once. No, I'll just go on line when I need to, from the usual places rather than constantly from everywhere - just don't need the techno-fuck.

As always, be safe.
TRS