Commuting

I had to come into town for a medical appointment and so left the camp around 6:00. In years past, I would often leave the house at six and take my place among the sedans and SUVs for the march eastward to the high-tech centers along Routes I-495 and 128. This commute, however, put me in the middle of a caravan of pickup trucks, box trucks, and utility vans. Different people going to different places, the high-tech commuters barely aware that the other wave of commuters exists, the other wave that builds their houses, fixes their plumbing, exterminates their insects.

Aw, geez. What's he done

Aw, geez. What's he done now? Again with the Blackberry? Call it assistive technology or goofy, it's been the best way to track appts 'n tasks.