….all fall down. Yesterday was a sad day for my server, which crashed and took this site with it. And my main email account. All is better this morning, just like my Mom used to promise me. It reminded me how lazy I’ve become, how hard it would be for me to get in contact with a lot of people if I didn’t have this damned computer strapped to me 24/7. And it is 24/7, in some respects. Desktop, iPad, laptop and phone. I haven’t become more indispensable, I’ve simply become more available. Not always a good thing. I find my attention span has shortened dramatically, and I don’t like it. I think I could call my sisters from memory, but that might be it. I don’t even know my kids’ cell phone numbers.
I was cleaning my keyboard yesterday (I use Lysol wipes; gross stuff gets into keyboards, and don’t lie and feign ignorance) and as I streaked across the keys, I accidentally typed “asdfghjkl”. And you know what I found out? That is a thing. In Urban Dictionary, that is a real thing. A word. It means, loosely, “I got nothin'”, which is about right. But I swear we are now at the point where Maggie can simply stroll across the keys and tap out a best seller. Good thing; one of us needs to.
One of my drive columns ended up running all over the country, in a lot of different papers. The topic? Cars that are running around without their rear running lights on. Daytime running lights have been mandatory for 25 years in Canada, but for some mysterious, dangerous reason, manufacturers are not required to hook the DRLs to the rear lights. You’ve seen them: people cruising along, nothing on the rear of their car illuminated, dim little DRLs and a fully lit dashboard letting them believe they have on their headlights. Anyway, I have a point: most mail, ever. Tons. From all over. I am not being a harpy, this is real, and it is important.
Oh. Question: if you were 16 or so, and could talk to anyone and ask questions about cars and driving, who would they be? What would you want to know? It could be anything, and you wouldn’t get in trouble for stuff about drugs or drinking or lending your car. I just want to know what kinds of experts would have been useful to you.
For my fellow nutters playing along at home, I am officially entering my worst time of year. If I’m crabby or absent, blame it on the rain, not the Raine. I always pull out of the nosedive, but until then, assume crash positions. Oh, and this from William Langewiesche link is awesome and haunting, right up there with his earlier piece about the midair collision in 2006 over the Amazon. Speaking of air travel, even though we weren’t. Langewiesche is one of the best feature writers around, along with Roger Angell, the baseball guy. One makes me read about airplanes, the other about baseball. Go figure.
As you were.
*Okay, I had to add this. I just googled “disease associated with” for a thing I’m working on, and the top three suggestions: obesity, smoking and cannibalism. Yup.