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Too sick to fly?

Sitting at the gate in Narita Airport on Thursday, a fellow traveler a few.seats.away was coughing up a storm. Thick, wet, low, growly coughs.

I thought that I was far enough away from him to be safe. He was coughing into a handkerchief for the most part. I was wrong.

On Saturday night, I started to cough a little and my chest felt scratchy. Sunday morning I was worse and had a fever. Last night was terrible as I was alternately freezing and burning and awake all night until the fever subsided around 5AM.

Here I am, first day back to work after vacation, sick as a dog and exhausted.

Why isn’t there a rule concerning visibly ill passengers? The gate personnel should have confronted Mr. Coffer and told him that for the sake of the other passenger’s health, he had to skip flying until he was well.

Dammy!

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What’s the point of this?

Back in the day, when America Online was king and the Internet was just still so many soup cans connected with string, I wrote.

I wrote funny (no, really!) articles about current events and topics or just found a funny handle on something and grabbed it and ran.

I wrote sketches and even sold some jokes to a columnist. I went through voiceover classes and was deeply interested in making commercials.

Then something happened. I’m not sure yet just what it was but all of those interests faded out.

These days I come home from the job, have dinner and plop in front of the computer – substantially the same as always – but what I do from there is different.

I hang on Facebook, reposting other people’s posts and looking for things to post. All of my comments are short. Few of them are funny. 

I have become an extension of Facebook.

That’s essentially what Panzo.org has become. It’s no longer an extension of me augmented by Facebook and Twitter. It’s become an extension of those. A very opposite effect.

So then what is the point of this?

I hope I can figure that out.

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International Day to End Impunity

The International Day to End Impunity is a call to action to demand justice for those who have been killed for exercising their right to freedom of expression and shed light on the issue of impunity.

Every day around the world journalists, musicians, artists, politicians, and free expression advocates are being silenced, often with no investigation or consequences to their persecutors.

International Day to End Impunity.

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The waiting is the hardest part

Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers had a song on one of their albums back in the 1980′s titled, “The Waiting”. Part of the lyrics are:

The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you get one more yard

That long wait and  getting ahead one more yard a day is what I’m feeling right now.

Slowly but surely, we’re ticking off the items on our Philippines vacation list.

Tickets? Check. Hotel? Check. Pasalubong*? Check, check, check, check, check…

What’s left? Sending the down-payment for the apartelle we’ll be staying in while in Davao, Mindanao and reserving spots on a Shuttle Express van to get to and from the airport.

There’s also the issue of what to do with my car while we’re gone. Seattle law says that a car parked on the street has to be moved at least every 72 hours or it can be towed and impounded by the city. Our little apartment doesn’t come with a parking slot in the lot so I park on the street.

We got lucky last summer when we spent spent two weeks on the U.S. east coast: one of the other apartments here that does come with a parking slot was vacant and the property manager gave me permission to use the slot for our car while we were away.

The days of planning are over and it’s kind of a letdown. I’ll admit that, unlike a lot of men, I find it fun to shop and find good deals. I feel good that I’ve done the best that I could with what I had to secure something I wanted.

Now if I could only do something about the loooong wait for the travel day to arrive. Hurry up calendar!

 

*Pasalubong are the gifts that Filipino travelers bring back to their relatives and friends after a trip or after having been away for a while. See Wikipedia.

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If I was a toad, man, you’d be toast!

Camouflage fail!

 

Camouflage Fail

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It was a fabulous plan…

…until you drove around in that field and passed out drunk…

Passed out man leads police to stolen boat, trailer, statues… http://wap.kirotv.com/wap/news/text.jsp?sid=26&nid=2437103825&cid=361&scid=-1&ith=2&title=Local+News&headtitle=Local+News

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To the cloud?

Our January trip to Davao has me all foward-thinking and “trippy” again. In 2008 I made the trip alone and survived two weeks living out of one bag.

USB drives and a digital camera with SD memory were all of the electronics that I took with me (and a cell phone, of course). This time, there will be two of us and a whole lot more doodads.

We have the camera, a dedicated digital camcorder, a portable hard drive and a netbook along with a few SD cards and USB drives.

We’ll use the netbook with a USB network adapter from one of the Philippines cellular companies (a bit more secure than Wi-Fi) and the hard drive to transfer video from the camcorder’s SD card.

Since I’m always trying to shed luggage weight, I’m wondering if cloud storage might fit into this trip.

There are a bunch of questions from speed to security to cost that I need answered but it’s for sure going to be a fun couple of days learning about some newish stuff!

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Fake, orange and thick as a brick?

Big Orange BoehnerWhen we here at Panzo heard last week that a familiar fake, brick-like orange American staple was being relegated to the second string, why naturally we were pretty happy that the Republican party had decided to step away from Ohio Representative John Boehner.

We were happy, that is, until we learned that the fake orange brick that was being kicked down was Kraft Foods Velveeta.

Then we were even happier.

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