Historic

After watching the inauguration of the new President on T.V., I began to realize how historic this moment is. It is the only time in history you will ever hear Verizon literally begging people NOT to send picture messages. Apparently they can't deal with the concentrated cellular demand in one location. I wonder if the million people they show in their commericials following you around as part of "The Network" have problems calling each other because of their concentration. Seriously, if they would all take their cellphones home - your rate of dropped calls would drastically go up.

It was also historic because it finally proves my theory that Dick Cheney is in fact the evil Mr. Potter from "It's a Wonderful Life" back to bury the banks and building and loans. Especially today with his new wheelchair. Note resemblence below:

Furthermore, somehow 2 million people got the day off work. I mean seriously how many people could really pull the "uh ... I'm sick the Tuesday after MLK" trick? That has to be a record. Also I would love to have covered the traffic in D.C. today. D.C. traffic is agonizing. Today it must have been historically bad.

Don't get me wrong, I'm ecstatic that Obama is the new president. I just feel that celebrating the fact that somehow against all odds, a minority became president is, in fact, sad. Because it shouldn't have been that hard, taken so long nor be deemed so unlikely. That the right person will be elected blind to any affiliation is the ideal we uphold - anything less, we should by now reject. The fact that reality is far different is pathetic and I refuse to celebrate that. Historic would be if, for once, we didn't care what race, religion or background the president was and no one made a comment pro or con about any of those attributes.

I will not deem this day historic by the colour of his skin, but in retrospect, by the content of his presidency. If in 4-8 years he does lead this country to better foreign, economic and domestic policy - this inauguration will then be historic. I believe he will lead that way but based only on his character.

Grr... of the Day

I have recently realized that my caffeine dependence has become out of control. Without coke (-a-cola) , I fail to function and my entire day is shot to hell. However, I believe the fates are conspiring to deprive me of my caffeine. Today, the pop machine was sold out of all caffeinated variants of soft drinks. In my desparation, I turned to a cup of coffee (which I rarely drink). I turned it on and it exploded. Sparks flew all over the place. Being an Electrical Engineer, I began to investigate and found that a spider had somehow used it's web to tie the ground and hot contacts together and the heat generated had melted the contacts together and blown a fuse. Unfortunately, none of that heat had affected my coffee which was still cold and now possibly contains a drowning, electrocuted spider. Is it sad I still want to drink it?