A Home Run
September 15th, 2008Something made me think to record the season premiere of Saturday Night Live. This show used to be hysterical – a very long time ago. It has had its moments from time to time, and this is one of them.
Something made me think to record the season premiere of Saturday Night Live. This show used to be hysterical – a very long time ago. It has had its moments from time to time, and this is one of them.
This blog has featured many rants relating to the frustrations of securing reasonable seats to good concerts. And here’s another.
This past weekend, I traveled to the humble Borough of Haddonfield, NJ to help my friend Issac and his parents, Tim and Kate, move into their new house. They moved up from St. Pete a few months ago, rented a house to get a feel for the area, and just bought a home there. All their stuff had to be moved about a mile and a half and I was the only one with superhuman moving skills available to help. Actually, I’m always happy to help on a project like this – mainly because I’ve moved so much in my life that I know how rotten it is to move yourself – especially awkward pieces of furniture on stairs.
Ian turned me onto a website called www.last.fm One of the first things I did was install a tool which analyzes your iTunes library. It ranked my favorite artists based on the number of (completed) plays each received. A few surprises were there. Here are my top 50, based upon the play count for each artist:
1. Jimmy Buffett – 4,834
2. The Tragically Hip – 939
3. R.E.M. – 757
4. The Black Crowes – 548
5. Elton John – 544
Before we left for dinner tonight, I loaded my music (in alphabetical order by song title) into the music jukebox player (Roku Soundbridge) to listen to music for a while. It was playing “All This Time” by Sting when we left.
3 hours later, it was playing “Ants Marching” by Dave Matthews Band when we walked back in.
There are a few songs in there, I suppose.
Mood: Curious
Currently playing: “Are We Family” by The Tragically Hip
I am waiting for a plane in McAllen, TX to take me back to DFW. The flight is delayed over 6 hours because of the fact that the aircraft is an MD-80. They always break.
When one enters the security line at the McAllen aeropuerta, there are U.S. Border Patrol agents adjacent to the airport security guy who checks your ID and boarding pass. As you approach, they ask you, “Are you a citizen?”.
My answer was of course “yes” and they said nothing else to me and I passed through security without incident.
This brings to mind two questions. I am a racial minority here in McAllen, which I guess makes me an easy case for the Border Patrol. I look like a white American, am slightly annoyed, and answered their question “yes”. If I were Hispanic and said “yes,” I wonder if that would be the end of it, or do Hispanic folks routinely have to produce some form of proof that they are a U.S. citizen?
My other question is, what would have happened if James had been with me? He would have had to answer “no” and then I’m sure they would have wanted to see his passport and visa. Although he usually travels with these, what if he had not? What if he traveled relying on his Texas driver’s license as the rest of us do?
The real downside here is that, with airport security if you can’t identify yourself, you merely can’t fly. If you can’t prove on demand that you are in this country legally, you could be detained by the government.