Que sera, sera, whatever will be, will be, but first I need more coffee.

Author: Christopher (Page 13 of 29)

This is my blog. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My blog is NOT my best friend. It is NOT my life. I do NOT have to master it as I must master my life. My blog, without me is NOT useless. It simply won't get updated. I must write my blog true, except when it serves my purposes to do otherwise. I must write better than other bloggers who are trying to outblog me. Or not.

Livejournal

I’d resisted using livejournal for a very long time, but so many people i know are on it, that if I want to keep up with them I feel compelled to participate. With that in mind I thought I could just import my blog posts from this website via an RSS feed. I can’t. So now, I’m stuck with two sites.

I wonder if I can scrape my livejournal entries and feed them into wordpress. I’ll report back. Meanwhile you can check out my livejournal account:

entp2007.livejournal.com

To Do

I’m debating whether or not to do a long writeup of our trip to Colorado. I did take tons of pictures with our awesome new camera. Apparently I was told that I was hogging it. Uhm…well. I wasn’t trying to. So, here’s a brief rundown:

We drove from Tulsa to Limon, CO then got up early the next day and drove to Boulder, CO. Mel was attending a conference at CU Boulder and met lots of her colleagues at house receptions on Thursday and Friday evenings. Saw the Mork & Mindy house. I had lunch with a step aunt and then we went to dinner at my step uncle and step aunt’s house in Longmont. It was out in the middle of nowhere but had a great view of the Front Range. Then we went to Denver to a house concert with Worldcon Music Guest of Honor Kathy Mar. Monday we drove up to Fort Collins for a brewery tour and a Lois McMaster Bujold Q&A and signing.

Tuesday Mel and I took Tim & Mary Miller down to Manitou Springs, CO and rode the cog railway up to the top of Pike’s Peak. Wednesday WorldCon started and didn’t finish until Sunday. I may do a write up of it later. We had a good time though the hotel had some issues. Mel had to go teach in Reno so on Monday I went to the Denver Botanic Gardens and a Tattered Cover. Tuesday we headed home and stopped in McPherson, KS. Today (Wed) we went to the Cosmosphere in Hutchinson, KS and then headed home this evening. Cosmosphere was amazing. It really is worth going out of the way to visit it.

More later. Or maybe not.

Online Social Network Fatigue

I have my own blog (this), my own podcast (actually 2 but one is going away), my own facebook account, my own twitter account. I have a skype account, aim, yahoo im, icq, and a livejournal account. Oh, yeah and a linkedln account. I don’t have a myspace account. I have an email address with my ISP and I even have a gmail account.

Don’t get me started on the number of websites I’ve registered on so I could post. Or the number of listservs I subscribe to. I have having to register every time on a new website. I’m sure I’ve forgotten some websites I’ve registered on. If it’s not an important website to register but I want to access it I’ll use bugmenot.

So what’s the point of this post? I like to bitch.

Rendering Assistance

This is not as well written as I’d like, but I get my point across. I probably won’t rewrite it and clean it up. I’m just bein’ lazy. So there. I’ll just call it a final first draft.

I was on my way home from Pei Wei with a take away order. Melissa and our neighbor Christine were waiting for me at home. It was around 5:45pm Sunday evening. I was driving up Lewis from 61st St. when I saw a car facing north on the west curb of the street at 56th St. light. It looks like a car accident happened. I hadn’t seen anybody pulling over yet, so I go past to turn around. As I drove back I saw people going over to the car. I pull into the parking lot. People had pulled out cell phones and called 911. I hoped that’s what they were doing.

I want to say the car was a newer model Pontiac sedan. The driver was an elderly lady. There were two younger women talking to her. Checking on her. One was on a cell phone. I wnet over to the car and the lady is just sitting there in the car. The left front wheel is broken off and I can see a something spinning. So the motor must have still been on. I got the lady to turn it off. I went around the car to the street side and introduced myself. I reached in and turned on the flashing lights. After going back around the car to the others I asked if someone had called 911. They had. A couple of people said they had witness the accident. They said the lady had driven through the light and was swerving all over the road. One had followed her up Lewis.

I kept thinking we ought to get the lady out of the car because it was facing oncoming traffic, and she was in the sun. The car was sitting on top of a street sign she’d run over on the curb. The door was sticking from the bent metal but I pulled it open. It didn’t require any extraordinary effort.

Finally after about five minutes the cops show up, and I’m not sure those were the ones dispatched because they were driving slow. So I waved them over. They flashed their lights on and pulled up. Cop got out came over. I said I didn’t see it happen. He ignored me and that was fine. The odd thing was the lady was fidgeting in the car. While we were waiting for help, she’d been rifling through her glove box. Getting her insurance verification?

One of the two younger ladies waiting said the woman thought her husband was driving the vehicle. I only spoke the driver a few times and she followed my instructions when I told her to turn off the engine, put it in park so she could get her keys. I told her my name so as not to startle her when I turned on the emergency lights.

I’m not saying I was trying to be the good Samaritan, I had hot food that I wanted to get home. If I’d been delayed because of the accident I would have called Melissa for her to come and get the food. But I wasn’t a witness. Fresh in my mind I’d seen stories in the news of people seeing an old man run over and no one rendered assistance and the story about the women collapsing and dying in a waiting room and no one rendering assistance. Hello people! You can never be too busy to help. Thankfully there had been people that had stopped as well. Once the police were there and the fire truck showed up, the situation was under control and I left.

I am totally dumbstruck when I hear or see stories about people not doing anything when others are in distress. The thing is this happens in nature too. I saw National Geographic’s Strange Days on Planet Earth. They showed what happened to a monkey population when the top predators were removed. An artificial lake in South America created a bunch of islands that created isolated populations of all sorts of animals. Scientists were studying this accidental experiment.

As more and more monkeys populated the island and stripped it’s resources, the monkeys social cohesion broke down. No longer would they look out for each other, nor help each other. It was almost every monkey for himself. I’ve also heard of studies about rat overpopulation that is very detrimental as well. So my question is are we starting to see a real or perceived overpopulation in humans that is causing a breakdown in social norms? Or is it that we are more isolated from each other because of our car culture and televisions? Does the Internet help break down those barriers or reinforce them? Or is it something else entirely different and people have always behaved this badly? I feel we are seeing something new and disturbing.

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