Back from the beyond

Month: January 2003 (Page 6 of 6)

Post – January 6, 2003

After months of procrastination, I finally called my mother’s school district to see if they would accept the donation of her iMac. She doesn’t use the thing, and her frustration with it causes her to get a knot in her stomach every time she sees it, much less turns it on. No one will believe this, but it was her idea to buy the thing in the first place, not mine.

For many years I was a passionate technology missionary, believing that everyone’s life would be enriched by a computer (and in later years, internet access). But I’ve learned that for a substantial portion of the population, a computer will never be anything more than an intrusion into their daily lives.

I still think that’s a shame. But I’ve given up promoting it.

Post – January 3, 2003

The Weblog Recruitment Project proceeds apace, with the inauguration of Lisa Crankypants. My friend Lisa D. will be sharing her cranky views with the world – trust me, it’ll be worth a look.

If anyone else has been thinking about starting a weblog, but didn’t want to deal with setup and design issues, let’s talk. The online world can always use new interesting voices.

Post – January 1, 2003

“I have self-esteem. Which is pretty amazing, because I’m probably somebody who wouldn’t necessarily have a lot of self-esteem, as I am considered a minority.

If you are a woman, if you are a person of color, if you are gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, if you’re a person of size, if you’re a person of intelligence, if you’re a person of integrity, then you are considered a minority in this world.”

-Margaret Cho, “Notorious C.H.O.”

This concert movie is out on video. It’s almost “unbearably hilarious” at times, as John said, but it’s also well-written and thought-provoking. A good combination for the new year, if you ask me.

Post – January 1, 2003

Do you go to the movies alone? If you do, are you comfortable with it? I go to movies by myself all the time, and it usually doesn’t bother me. I even prefer it sometimes, especially when the theater is almost empty and I can think of it as my own private screening. But sometimes, when the theater is crowded, I feel a little strange about it. Today was one such time. Plus, I was sitting in a row with a sort of half-aisle in front of me, so everyone in the theater used my legs as a turnstile. One woman stamped down on my foot so hard, I almost cried out. But rather than slinking away as she should, she forced me to acknowledge her apology before she would move on. Then, the movie didn’t start until 15 minutes after the posted time, and then we watched the previews with sound only. Not Star Theatres’ finest hour. Or mine, I guess.

Happy New Year.

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