April’s Early… And Philosophical

March 5, 2010 at 11:41 am | Posted in Misc. | 7 Comments
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I’m heading to Buffalo and Rochester this weekend to see The Other Sister and my parents and brother. Because I’m too cheap to take a cab to the train station, I had Mike drop me off at the train at 7 a.m. as usual, which meant that even though I met Sarah at North Station for an early-morning gabfest, I still got to the airport almost three hours before my flight is scheduled to depart. That fact alone is worth noting because, although I have flown countless times in the past few years (and out of the US Airways terminal in particular) and am thus quite familiar with TSA regulations, I am always that person who has to be escorted to the head of the screening line because her plane is about to take off.

Hoodles, I’m not used to having time to kill. I had a leisurely Dunkin’ Donuts breakfast pre-security (turkey sausage flatbread and small lite vanilla latte – delish!), slowly made my way through security, took the prerequisite potty break and meandered to my gate. And I still have over an hour.

So here I am, one of just a handful of people waiting for the plane, and I am definitely the annoying girl typing on her BlackBerry, jamming to tunes and texting on her phone. And I’m living the dream here with my feet on my carry-on and a great view of the hustle and bustle of Logan Airport. Watching the planes taxi and baggage handlers chuck bags on the trucks, I’m reminded of how my father used to take me to watch the planes land and take off when I was really little. This was way back when you could meet arrivals right at the gate. I loved to watch the planes and imagine where they were going and where they’d been.

Things have changed a lot since then. And by the way, I realize how old that makes me sound. I also remember when you could smoke in malls and get a meal (for free) on any flight. But that’s a story for another day. Even with full body scans, U.S. Marshalls and liquid restrictions (not to mention the delays, smaller cabins, astronomical prices and fee-based snacks), I still love to fly. I love the unlimited possibilities of hopping on a plane and just going somewhere, anywhere. I love the feeling of soaring above the clouds. And I love the whole no phones or BlackBerries rule. The horizon is one of the last bastions of solitude for me.

So as I prepare to embark on a weekend filled with hockey, family, old friends and good food (and PLEASE stop reminding me I’m on a diet! Everything in moderation is my mantra these days), I encourage you all to take some time this weekend to do something you truly love, be it off-key singing along with 80s Madonna, taking a walk on the beach, reading a trashy gossip rag or bedazzling your Snuggie.

~April

Funny Donkey or Hip Hop Guy?

February 3, 2010 at 9:01 am | Posted in Misc. | 2 Comments
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Mike and I purchased new cell phones this weekend. And being the geek I am, I immediately donned my Snuggie and planted my arse on the couch to thoroughly customize and familiarize myself with my latest tech toy. And it was the customization bit that got me. Because the ring-tones are a sham. I call shenanigans.

Why? Because the ring-tones that come standard (read: free) with a new phone suck. There’s no other way around it. So unless you can stomach the obnoxious sounds that are standard issue, you have to fork over a couple Washingtons for a snippet of a tune you actually enjoy. 

Here are the options that came with my phone: 
(N.B.: WordPress.com charges a $60 fee for videos and, since that’s the EXACT amount of dough Google is withholding from us, and we’re poor, we can’t pay for this service.  SO… if you want to hear April’s fab new ringtones, listen to them here: http://factinisfactomelettes.blogspot.com/2010/02/funny-donkey-or-hip-hop-guy.html

Because I’m cheap (at least I’m honest), I chose “slowly.” But I might soon be shamed into actually buying a ring-tone like Mike immediately did.

~April

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