Aug 27, 1999: language
I've always been a people watcher. At most parties I go to, I end up being a wall flower. And with all the travelling I've done, I've had ample opportunity to watch people in airports. One of the most interesting things is watching people communicate. As a male, I've never really been able to interpret (or even recognize) most body langauge. But I am a keen observer of both tone of voice, and the words people use....
Aug 8, 1999: communication
I'm an email junkie. I've had no less then two email accounts in the last six years. I reply to almost every single piece of mail as soon as I receive it. I have single-line email conversations with friends at work across town. I write diatribes and confessions to friends in other states....
Jul 30, 1999: toilets
I heard a story on National Public Radio this morning about Japan's fascination with high-tech toilets. The toilets, ranging upwards of $4,000, have seat warmers, automatically lower the seat after use by an insensitive male, provide a bidet function, and a whole lot more. The top-of-the-line model has a control panel on the side sporting nineteen knobs, buttons, and dials....
Jul 26, 1999: culture
I went to Cedar Point this weekend. Although I had a good time with my friend, I was more than just a little disturbed....
Jul 20, 1999: tolerance
I sat in the right hand lane of the road, about three hundred feet from the access lane to the freeway on-ramp. Traffic was backed up pretty badly, and it looked like I may have been sitting three hundred feet away from the on-ramp for a few minutes. Fine. No big deal. I was on my way home from work, and not in any particular rush to get anywhere. And then someone behind me pulled onto the berm and zipped up to the on-ramp. Then another, and another. There was soon a steady stream of cars violating established traffic policy ...