Enough Cat Food?
I leave for Seattle Thursday morning, so I'd better think about
what I'm going to take with me on the trip. I'll update my journal
on the road as I did last December when I visited my sister's family in
Portland and I hope to apply a couple of lessons I learned such
as bringing my ISP ID and password. Not only is it saved in a login script
that I can't decipher on my desktop at home, but DSL doesn't require me
to dial into my ISP at all anymore so I'd better test the setup tonight
on a company laptop that I'll be taking with me and make necessary changes.
Now you know what happened on my first dial-in attempt in Portland sitting
at my sister's kitchen table getting an incorrect password message. I'll
need to load PhotoShop, HomeSite, Fireworks, CuteFTP and Forté email and
probably some other stuff I haven't thought about yet and will probably
forget (the digital camera software, gotta remember the digital camera
software!). The unencumbered traveller. Life is tough.
I've been cruising these last few months, aware of my
surroundings, but not paying all that much attention to detail. Maybe
that's just the way I'm put together, don't worry about it, there's
lots of folks out there just like me who make it through life in one
piece. Well, who mostly make it through life in one piece if you
don't get too picky about what you mean by "make it through" and
"piece(s)". I think about this. I write about it, probably too often.
I have the feeling that I live in a very small cube, wall here, wall
over there and that's all I know about, while outside there are
supercharged others who have experienced life in dimensions more in
line with light years and spinning galaxies. Not really envy, just
the thought, you know, that there's a button or a window or a little
Alice in Wonderland rabbit door that I've missed that opens out onto,
well, something that would jack me up and blast me off my butt running
if and when I hit the ground. Packing boxes for my move a year ahead
of time, for example, instead of sitting around thinking about it,
arranging plane tickets with side trips to Montana (a quick go round
the Badlands taking core samples for my second PhD thesis), listening
to "up 'n at 'em" audio tapes on the plane taking notes in three
different languages, packing maybe three lifetimes of experience
into one seven day vacation.
Yeah, I think about that a bit and then I realize, as I realized
this evening, that I can test the laptop from work tomorrow and pack my
suitcase in the evening, since I don't have to leave the house until nine
in the morning, so I can kick back now and put my feet up for the rest of
the evening. I'd better get the software CD's put together into a pile,
of course, since I'll be loading them over the network tomorrow at work, not
having a CD unit in the laptop itself. And, let's see, I'm supposed to
take a group picture tomorrow, since my manager is leaving and we want
to have a memento to send with her, so I'd better remember the tripods
for the camera and strobes and there's that scanner part I promised
to pick up at CompUSA on my way in and ..., well, maybe you understand,
perhaps, why I like the train, 24 hours to remember all the things I
forgot to do before I left. I wonder if there's enough cat food?