charge, dammit!

sitting in the atlanta airport. am exactly 8 hours from landing in orange county. charging the old laptop, so stuck with this particular seat for a little while. You definitely notice the different look sported by americans compared to the euros. people are defintely thicker, people are not dressed smartly, generally, and the ones who are are really not working it - they all look like they all want to change. i think maybe you need a critical mass, otherwise people feel different and although one has to be different to be better, it sure isn't an instinct that comes naturally to many of us.

patricia was surprised that I got sick before the flight - usually its after - because of people like me, i guess. now here's a kicker... what do the kissing euros do when they are sick? i am sure that my host has no need to get sick this week.

hope this dayquil kicks in soon. i'm going to finish my organizing-my-data program today, that will give me a fighting chance to see how everything looks before my committee meeting, allegedly friday although my work email seems to not be working.

the guy sitting next to me just saw a friend of his who he never actuallly gets to see at home. funny thing how airports are like being in your home area but extended over the whole country. i just saw a 15 yrs younger cassie clone, that's as close as i've come so far.

crap, the liam lynch (the voice of olly (of sifl and olly, the best television show ever)) podcast i recently discovered is a video. i can't watch that on my screenless ipod now, can i! at least here i can put new music on my ipod.

ok, one picture. the canal-boat driver worked hard for this so here it is. if you look hard there are seven bridges that I am looking down.