|In the latest Curmudgeon’s Corner…
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The above is apparently everywhere I have gone with my phone since July 15th of last year. Click on it for a larger version.
I know some people are pissed at the fact something like iPhone Tracker exists and that Apple set things up on the phone in such a way that this was possible and did it without warning anybody that their phone was keeping this log by default.
But I think it is the coolest thing I’ve seen in a few months! Great stuff!
Although, yeah, I guess there should be an option to turn it off. But I hope they don’t remove it. I like this feature! It would be even better if it was full GPS tracking and not just cell towers, but you know, one step at a time!
Celebrity deaths rarely actually get to me. The ones I can remember off the top of my head are Jim Henson and Johnny Carson. And now Elisabeth Sladen. In each of these cases the news hit almost as if it was someone I knew.
In each case it was because the person (or their characters) had been a significant presence in my childhood or youth. In the case of Liz Sladen / Sarah Jane, I remember discovering her and the 4th Doctor for the first time when I saw one of the episodes when I was away at a summer computer camp (I think?). If I was a teenager it must have been just barely. I remember being amazed at the new thing I had discovered and needing to watch and absorb as much as I possibly could of it. It was so different than anything else. Sarah Jane was my first Doctor Who Companion. I remember imitating the way she in particular said the word “Doctor?” as a question. And I’m pretty sure she is the first fictional character on television I ever had a crush on.
I was thrilled a few years back when she made a guest appearance on the new Doctor Who (the first of several). Then when her spinoff series Sarah Jane Adventures actually not only didn’t suck, but was actually good and fun to watch. I am so sorry there could not have been more of them made before she died.
Goodbye Sarah Jane… Goodbye Liz Sladen.
A certain small someone just walked into the dining room, pulled one of the chairs to where he wanted it, climbed on the chair, then from the chair climbed up onto and then into his high chair, sat down properly, and then buckled himself in. I figured all this meant he wanted a snack. So I gave him one.
About 90 minutes ago, Brandy and I dropped Alex off at day care for the very first time. More than that, this is the first time since he was born that at least one of Brandy, Amy or I have not been within earshot. The closest he has been to not being with one of the three of us was when one of his grandparents were watching him while we we elsewhere in the house. So this is a big step. For both him and for us. It is just two mornings a week for now, but still, gulp.
Of course, as we were saying goodbye and leaving, trying to get him to wave goodbye, give us a hug, whatever, he was very much just giving us a “Can’t you see I’m busy playing with this bus?” attitude and didn’t bat an eye as we walked out the door while one of the adults there sat and started to play with him.
(Picture Taken 2011-04-04 14:29 UTC)