Aug. 27th, 2010

mmegaera: (Yellowstone)
Which I did, starting eleven years ago next week, and lived to tell the tale. Want to come listen?

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mmegaera: (reading)
Okay.

Assume I was to get a prepaid phone, and that its company would send me an email just before I needed to add more minutes to keep the thing going. Assume I could get into some sort of routine about charging it/turning it on. I'm not saying I will, but let's just say I am, and any suggestions for how to do this efficiently that take into account my abysmal record for doing cellphone maintenance, for lack of a better word, in the past would be welcome.

It has been pointed out to me that I have developed a reasonable routine for maintaining my six-month-old netbook, keeping it charged and its virus definitions updated and all that. Of course, I actually use my netbook on a daily basis. I don't use a telephone on a daily basis, by any means, and I don't see that changing any time soon.

Something, however, that I should have mentioned before. I am in the process of starting up a freelance business. So far my lack of a cell phone hasn't been a problem because I've been working almost exclusively from home. However, I'm this close to the first gig that will take me away from home for twenty hours a week for a while. And I'm going to have to keep chasing future work while I'm working this gig, so people are going to need to be able to contact me. So maybe I should have said something in the first (or second) post about this reason for my bringing the whole thing up in the first place. I apologize.

Of course, this in no way negates my other objections to a cell phone, most notably the whole electronic leash thing. Is there any way to make a cell phone work for me without making me feel like Miles and the comm link in Komarr?

If you've read this far and you're ticked off at me, I reiterate apologies. That was stupid of me.
mmegaera: (cats)
funny pictures-Scooz me, iz dis pwatform 9 3/4?
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Apparently I'm easily amused. This one made me laugh loud enough to scare the cats [g].
mmegaera: (reading)
I think it's called Fog Island, but I'm not sure. Don't know the author. It was one of those Scholastic Press books I inherited from my sisters when I was a kid. Our copy is long gone now.

Set in Canada's Maritimes, contemporary when it was written, probably in the forties or fifties. A little girl wanders down the coast from the village she lives in to discover another village she never knew was there, meets interesting people and has a good time, then goes home, turns twelve years old, decides to go back to the village only to discover there's nothing left but cellar holes, abandoned many years before. Her father tells her that it's a magical place and that no one over twelve can go there and that he went there as a boy, too.

Ring anyone's bell?
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