I should have written this a long time ago. But this whole working thing gets in the way.
Barack won. Let's see if we all get the importance therein:
1. He is black by virture of his father's race.
2. He is white be virture of this mother's race.
3. He lived in Hawaii, Indonesia and Chicago.
4. He married an African-American who knew no other way then the way the world treated here.
5. He is the first successful politician that has lived both the black man and the white man's view of the world.
Now that the transition is underway, it is clear that he lives the message he sold us as the Audacity of Hope.
Gays, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Jewish, they're all there. I've even spotted a good Dago name (and yes, I'm allowed to use that word - I'm one.) Every view, even Republican, is represented in the transition and will be represented in the Administration. Here's pulling for Chuck Hagel and the Senator from New York for Secretary of State.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Everybody's on the Phone
Who knew a finding a phone number would be an archelogical dig involving generations of cell phones.
I was trying to get in touch with someone I hadn't talked to in several years. The person called me but the signal faded when she was leaving her number. So I thought well i can random dial until I get there or I can hope I still have her number someplace.
My current phone is a Blackberry Curve.
The phone before that was a Motorola Rzr-3.
Before that was the Motorola Razor.
Before that was a Sanyo something or another.
And before that was another Sanyo something which I ran over with my car.
The one before that was red, might have been a Kyocera.
At the same time the work phone was a Nokia.
Before that, it was a Motorola flip phone that weighed six hundred pounds.
So anyway, I have all but two of those phones still: the one I ran over and the one that belonged to my former employer. I don't know why have the others. I even have a Nokia I picked up in Ireland so that I could call my friends when I was there. In any event, I fired up each one of the phones, scrolling literally back through time. Upon m first cell phone - circa 1996 - I found my friend's old home number. And her cell. Neither of which worked. Then I found her mom's number on the oldest phone.
Success at last. Thank god in a day and age when many have forsaken land lines that the old folks still like a dial tone.
I was trying to get in touch with someone I hadn't talked to in several years. The person called me but the signal faded when she was leaving her number. So I thought well i can random dial until I get there or I can hope I still have her number someplace.
My current phone is a Blackberry Curve.
The phone before that was a Motorola Rzr-3.
Before that was the Motorola Razor.
Before that was a Sanyo something or another.
And before that was another Sanyo something which I ran over with my car.
The one before that was red, might have been a Kyocera.
At the same time the work phone was a Nokia.
Before that, it was a Motorola flip phone that weighed six hundred pounds.
So anyway, I have all but two of those phones still: the one I ran over and the one that belonged to my former employer. I don't know why have the others. I even have a Nokia I picked up in Ireland so that I could call my friends when I was there. In any event, I fired up each one of the phones, scrolling literally back through time. Upon m first cell phone - circa 1996 - I found my friend's old home number. And her cell. Neither of which worked. Then I found her mom's number on the oldest phone.
Success at last. Thank god in a day and age when many have forsaken land lines that the old folks still like a dial tone.
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