Sarah hasn't weighed in yet though I'm sure she will.
Sarah hasn't weighed in yet though I'm sure she will.
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So I tap the contacts icon on the screen of my smart phone. I scroll to get to the person I want to call and tap again. Then I have to tap the call rather than text or email box. Then I get a screen that gives me the name and number (and if I'd taken a picture) a picture of the person I'm calling in scarlet while the phone is dialing. It switches to green once the call starts.
Here's the thing, when you make a call to a business, and a lot of people, you have to go through phone hell. Why doesn't the screen go to the number pad? I know who I've just called, I got their voicemail or am in the aforementioned phone hell. I need to press 1 or 3 or mash 0 a bunch. But before I can do that, I have to push another icon in the lower right corner of the screen to get the pop-up number display, not something that is wise to do while driving and a pain to do while just sitting or standing.
Calling on the phone wizards here, why are you making me do this?
Posted by Dave at 8:15 PM
I'm a snob of sorts.
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A long time ago I listened to a Michigan State Trooper talk about pulling people over for DWB - driving while black. He'd make up a pretext for the stop and then harass them.
An "Arizona type" law would give cover to bad cops and be a nightmare for good cops. Or, maybe not a nightmare for good cops as, as I said, there are no non-racial indicia of illegal status; so, a cop acting rationally wouldn't detain anyone. If that is true, all such a law does is encourage bad cops to act badly.
That what anyone wants?
Posted by Dave at 10:44 AM
since they say they want to extend unemployment benefits but won't do so because it increases the deficit by thirty or so billion bucks, what other spending are they saying they want to cut? I can't find any proposals they have.
There's a news piece on the Internet where a reporter keeps pressing a GOP guy to specifically identify what programs the Republicans would cut so as to not raise taxes. The Republican dissembled for awhile and then repeated his talking points. Nothing specific. The reporter went to another Republican with the same question - nothing in response.
I agree with the GOP in general; but, I can't cut other spending. (There's tens of billions spent in Iraq and Afghanistan that I'd cut really quick if I could.)
So GOP, you don't want to raise taxes, I don't either. You don't want to add to the deficit. I'm with you. What are we going to cut? A nice list with bullet points would be nice. Thanks.
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Here's your legal hypothetical for the day.
You were a defendant in a criminal case and were convicted. Some time later it is learned by the powers that be that your defense lawyer was sleeping with the judge.
A meeting is convened among two other judges in the jurisdiction, the district attorney, the chief public defender and an attorney on his staff.
In discussing whether the defendants should be informed of the sleeping arrangements of their lawyer, the two judges opined that they should, telling the chief defender to advise his board of the issue (which wasn't done). The District Attorney disagreed, as did the two defenders. They said they looked into the cases of defendants convicted after discovery of the affair (but not those before the discovery) and concluded there was no harm done. The PD's said telling the defendants about the situation would create a "monster" with every individual case needing to be looked into, leading to a flood of appeals (unsaid, and a bunch more work for the defender's office).
It's three months later, the philandering judge resigned, the compromising defender is on leave, with pay, and the defendants still haven't been informed about what happened.
Public defenders aren't paid a lot. It seems that is reflected in their work ethic.
Posted by Dave at 11:19 AM
Would you find it a bit creepy to find a campaign flier stuck in your door jam with a post-it note addressed specifically to you?
"David, I came by to hear your thoughts on our state government. Sandy. 404-xxx-xxxx."
I don't know the candidate, I've never heard of the candidate. I suppose it isn't too hard to get my name from some data base that associates it with my address. But still....
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The good first.
I'm playing golf tomorrow at a private club that wouldn't let me in the gate were I not on a list. The tee boxes, fairways and greens will be perfect.
The high temperature may hit a hundred or within a degree or two. I'm not going to find out the heat index.
The other bad.
My game isn't worthy of the course.
Most members have a lot of money, thus they probably spend a lot of time working or doing other things that the rich do, and are no better at the game than I am.
Never had a caddie, should be interesting. I wonder how he or she is going to figure out what club to tell me to use after a hole or two of wild inconsistency.
Posted by Dave at 6:15 PM
I spent the weekend with 2,200 people at a convention of sorts, though not really.
Back when I lived in Miami I was a member of the convening organization and met a number of good friends who I lost track of after moving to Atlanta and lapsing my membership. Last December, on a whim, I rejoined and looked up names from the past, learning that several of my old friends were still members. Over a series of Emails back and forth, I got roped into going to the convention this last weekend.
I don’t like crowds and speakers and presentations and hospitality rooms and bad banquet food; and, I found all of them over the weekend. But I also reconnected with my friends from Miami.
You know you have a friend when you start a conversation a couple of decades removed pretty much like you would have a day or so after you had last been with the person.
For purposes of this post I’ll skip my male friend, though he’s a post in himself, and focus on my female friend. The inner her hasn’t changed a bit. The outer her has changed. I’m not talking about the changes you might think. About three years ago she lost most of her sight, she’s legally blind. She can read 120 point type and “sees” blobs where people and things are.
I’m going to fake blindness and get a service dog. They’re chick magnets. Over the weekend I walked her dog a lot. I don’t get attention. This weekend I did, even when I was alone. “Where’s the dog?” Too, it’s been sometime since I’ve spent time with a dog. I grew up with them, black labs. My new friend from the weekend is a yellow lab and she is smart as hell.
When she has the “handle” on she is working. With it off and only wearing a leash, she is off duty; but, at first she still worked. She stopped at the curb. If there were people obstructing our path, she stopped. By about the third walk, all we had to deal with was accommodating the difference in my and her owner’s pace, something we never quite achieved as I walk quite a bit faster and since she was off duty, she felt it her right to wander and sniff as she liked. I knew we had bonded when we had returned to her mom, she greeted her and moved back to me and settled in next to my leg. Kind of nice, though I drew the line at getting kisses.
Moving on, there’s a sea of kindness and indifference in the world. For the most part, as my friend and I walked with the dog, as my friend put it, “I’m Moses parting the waters.” Even at the last minute, people moved quickly aside as the saw her and the dog and we flowed through the masses. Then there were those that would look right at her and her dog and cut a foot in front of her forcing the dog to pull back. They didn’t see or didn’t care when they saw my “you #%%(+@!” look.
There’s some ignorance too, though that’s not the right word. We sat at a table at one of the banquets. The server had seen the dog. She asked me if I would like coffee and I said yes. “Would she like coffee too?” My friend smiled. I said “I don’t know, Susie*, would you like coffee?” It turned out she would enjoy a cup of coffee and told the server. As she sensed the server leaving she said, don’t worry it happens a lot.
I might do another post about Susie* and some of our other adventures over the weekend; but, I’m still digesting the grace, equanimity and plain determination that has allowed her to be no different than the woman I knew a couple of decades ago.
(*I told Susie I might do a post and she asked that I not use her name. I hope I picked a name she hates.)
Posted by Dave at 8:10 PM
While this will published using wireless from an Airtran flight, it took me twenty minutes to figure out that though Firefox takes me to my home page automatically, it doesn't when connecting to GoGo. Rather it has to churn to "can't find server at Google.com" and then if I hit the home page icon, which I did in frustration, it will take me to the GoGo sign in page where I had to search too long for how to paste in the code to get the free session I had.
I'd be really pissed if I didn't have a free coupon code.
Happy July Fifth
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