Things that are no more

Not QUITE hand-in-hand, but there is a lot of overlap between not watching where you are walking and, as R’as al Guhl but it in Batman Begins, “Not minding your surroundings.” Not watching: your face is stuck in your F-ing phone as you march into my fist. Not minding: you are standing smack in front of a doorway, or a fire extinguisher station when alarms are going off, or standing on a sidewalk at the threshold of a crosswalk while your fat ass and backpack are completely blocking the sidewalk, or you’re standing in the door of a trolly or subway car so no one can enter or exit, or you’re standing in front of a weight rack at the gym, admiring your, uh, “gorgeous” form in the mirror and blocking everyone else’s access to the weights, at least until one of the gym rats clocks you in the brainpan with a 20-kilo weight plate. That kind of thing. No number of cell phones can equal narcissism, solipsism and human stupidity.

Hawking died on Einsteins birthday. March 14. 3.14. Pi.

The TV guide channel was kind of a pain in the butt though, now that I think about it. Ours only showed 3 channels at a time, then would pause before moving up to the next three. Sometimes you'd be waiting to see what was on one channel, get distracted, and have to wait what seemed like ages for it to come back on the scroll.

But the magazine was a cultural icon for a while. Remember that Seinfeld episode?

I kind of miss electric typewriters. Not having to use white-out, that was a pain. But the feel of them.

Computers replaced word processors. Desktops are on their way to the land of never, laptops won't be far behind, and it'll just be tablets, replaced by ... phones? Or something new.