Flight info and a veritable smorgasbord of crappy web interfaces
by chris on Aug.14, 2005, under Life, News, Travel
So in an earlier post, I mentioned that there was no address bar in the incarnation of IE in the school library where I was taking classes for the past two weeks in Scotland. Or at least alluded to this fact[. But I was okay with that, because it was better than nothing, free, and I found a workaround quick enough. But now I am in a hostel in London, paying for time, and this thing… it’s ridiculous. The keyboard is like buttons instead of keys, with quarter-inch spaces between them, and requiring substantially more pressure and concentrated effort to type with any semblance of normal speed. But worse than that is the browser… there’s an address bar this time, but it doesn’t seem to “support” multiple or popup windows. Or Java. And there’s no AIM client… it’s ridiculous. Here I am trying to waste a little time in London and I can’t even do it successfully.
So if any of the my comrades read this and you guys haven’t forgotten that I exist and would be kind enough to pick me up from the airport, I should be getting in on Tuesday at 4:40pm on Virgin Atlantic Flight 15.
I have so many stories to tell. Well, one, really. Here’s the gist of it: my foot hurts, and I am an idiot. Let’s all cross our fingers and hope that I didn’t fracture my right calcaneus. Or talus. Or any of them really.
August 15th, 2005 on 12:47 am
You’re an idiot and I miss you. One of us, or perhaps all of us, will be there to pick you up. Call me, Dan, or Greg when your feet hit sweet, sweet American soil.
And by soil, I mean anything your standing on that isn’t part of the plane you flew back in.
And by miss you, I mean hate you—a lot.
August 15th, 2005 on 11:24 am
Why isn’t england new colony of US yet? You didn’t conveniently forget your mission!?
August 15th, 2005 on 11:30 am
I hope your foot hurts from all the ladies you’ve been courting.
I hope you’re not wearing a skirt when you get back.
I hope you’re still fat and ugly.
I hope Thomas learns the difference between “your” and “you’re”.