Bubble Umbrellas Are Back

On a recent trip to San Francisco I noticed that those clear umbrellas from the 1970s were everywhere. Rather than being styled like a flat umbrella, they are curved like a bubble. While it is a much more efficient umbrella at keeping you drier, they don’t exist in pocket form. This makes it a potential challenge for city commuters, but hipsters make do.

Is that seat taken?

I often fly at odd times of the day, sometimes to get better connections, but other times to just avoid the crowds. Today I came home from Florida and I had an awful connection. I flew way past North Carolina to Philadelphia and then spent 3 hours in the airport of the city of brotherly love. I killed a lot of time by searching out places to eat, and then eating. But each flight, from Ft Myers to Philly and from Philly to Raleigh were less than a quarter full. One was a big plane and one was a small plane. And the number of seats sold had nothing to do with my bad connection. Each of these individual flights was way undersold. This is something I’m going to pay attention to, because after years of completely full flights I am traveling on more and more planes with lots of empty seats.

Size Matters

My mom’s smoke detectors started beeping, which usually means the batteries need to be changed. These are wired into the electrical system, but they have battery backups just in case the power goes out. I took the batteries out so the infernal beeping would stop. And so my mom would know what to get for replacements. These were 9 volt batteries. You remember the boxy-looking ones that you can put on your tongue to see if they still have juice in them? I don’t know the last electronic device that took this size battery. I don’t know if it’s a cost or a power issue, but everything seems to have switched to AA and AAA. As devices have gotten smaller, you barely encounter a need for C or D batteries any more.

Does Your Product Sell Itself?

Today my doorbell rang. This is something that almost never happens. I opened the door to see a young girl with a wagon full of cookies. She said, I’m selling Girl Scout Cookies. That was her whole pitch. She assumes I know what they are. I do. She assumes that I understand she wants me to buy them. I don’t. How many products can you sell just by announcing their existence and that you are selling them?

The Trail Run of Life

Today I ran a 10 mile trail run that wove back and forth through the woods in a county park. I didn’t know where I was, where I was going next, or even how far I had to go since there were no mile markers. Since the course wound back and forth among the trees, it wasn’t even possible to know if the other runners in my view were ahead of me of behind me. Seems like life sometimes.