LaughAloud

Living in the Future

Today I wake up in San Diego and go to sleep in our Nation's Capital.

I will have a leisurely trip, free of danger and hardship. People will wait on me as I travel. I will have access to everything I need and more.

When I arrive in my room in D.C. (currently being cleaned and prepared for my arrival) I will pull a tiny phone from my purse and call my husband across the country. There will be no lag. He will sound as if he is right beside me.

I'm writing this on a device no bigger than my hand. I am using another device no bigger than a calling card to connect to a vast web of information, allowing me to post this where millions of people could (but won't) read it.

Your personal jet pack may not have arrived as scheduled. But the future did not wait. We are living it.

In the Air

I had a library meeting up at Berkeley today & I flew up just for the day. My favorite airline to fly up to the Bay area is Virgin America - cushy cabin amenities like personal touch screen entertainment system, plugs for charging gadgets and soft purple lighting which is especially soothing on early morning/late evening after a long day flights. Plus, it's often even cheaper than the flights on Southwest, so the best of both worlds.

I built in a little time after the meeting to visit the Fleuvog store and try on some boots I've had my eye on. They are so cute and I think they will be so comfortable. I had a similar pair of mid-calf lace-up boots in Chicago (though not so well made or with such nice detailing) that I completely wore out shortly after I moved to San Diego. Without a winter to contend with, I just couldn't justify spending the money. But now, after waiting almost 4 years, I decided they would be my post-surgery present to myself. I will post a picture soon.

Maybe after this plane lands. That's right, I'm currently 30,000 feet in the air on my way home to San Diego, typing this in my iPod touch, online with free wireless. Yes, I'm feeling fancy.

New Beginning

Downtown at Landing

Traveler

On a plane full of people there is no sound but the humming drone of engines.  No light but the glow of the no smoking signs, row by row, on either side.  If I bend down and look up and out of the window, I can see stars, more stars than I have seen in a long time. Makes me want to drive out into the desert, bring a blanket and lie under dark skies.  Makes me want airplanes with huge windows, how often can you see the stars at 30,000 feet?  There seems to be no one else awake but me. Flight attendants lurk somewhere in the dark, pilots fly the plane. No passengers but me.  Swallowed by the darkness and beauty of both nature and machine. 2 or 3 or 4 in the morning depending on how you count the time.  How long since I was awake this late not for parties or paper writing, but just awake and still.  There is some good in long delayed flights and sleeplessness. Opportunity among misfortune.

Behold

From Above

Goin' Down...

...to New Orleans.

Well, across anyway. Fun librarian tales to follow!

My New City

                                        Twirling in the night

Fly!

Circle Crops (Not Crop Circles)

I saw these fields somewhere between the rocky mountains and California.  Does anyone know what they are growing?  I was thinking maybe they have those really long irrigation pole things and maybe they just move around in a circle to water the crops, but its kind of weird.  There were a couple fields that looked like there was something else planted in the unused corners outside the circle.  Weird.