eruthros: Ivanova from B5 saying "boom boom boom boom" to Londo -- angry icon!! (B5 - Ivanova boom)
2013-05-30 05:43 pm

wait, what? Iron Man 258.1 - .4

Okay, so, Marvel just did a back-dated story - Iron Man 258.1 through 258.4 - which fills in some of the time post-Armor Wars; basically it's an Iron Man story that fits in about 1990 in continuity but doesn't involve time travel or anything. Which makes the decision they made about the storyline make NO SENSE. And also makes that decision infuriating.

Iron Man 258.1-258.4 spoilers plus some discussion of plots from, like, 1994. Also, large images. )
eruthros: Aang from Avatar:TLA facepalming (Avatar - facepalming aang)
2011-09-20 11:51 am

um, WHAT?

I haven't been paying much attention to the new tv schedule, and I had mostly dismissed Alphas as soon as I saw ... anything about it (fyi it started airing in July). But the detention center in the show is in upstate New York, so I keep seeing links about it. Which is how I came across this interview with Zak Penn in which he talks about the premise and characters of Alphas:

disability fail, half of the tv tropes pages on disability especially disability superpowers, mostly about the autism spectrum )
eruthros: Aang from Avatar:TLA facepalming (Avatar - facepalming aang)
2011-07-14 08:00 pm

Hahahahaha no.

So, okay, remember how I posted a while ago about my laptop touchpad being broken? And how a Dell technician was going to come by to replace it and the DVD drive?

In the last week, this is what's happened:

Wednesday: I talked to Dell technical support and had them send out replacement parts and a repair guy.

Friday: The repair guy came by and replaced the touchpad, hurrah! But, oh damn, they sent the wrong optical drive. The repair guy called Dell to have them send the right part and gave them the part number. "Be back Tuesday," he said.

Tuesday: The Dell repair guy came by again. He had the computer half-disassembled before he realized that they had overriden the part number he'd put in the system, and sent the same (wrong) optical drive again. He spent half an hour on the phone with them getting them to put a note in the system "NO WE MEAN IT SEND THIS PART."

Today: Dell repair guy came by again, this time with the right optical drive, hurrah! But half an hour after he left I started to get suspicious - the fan had not spun up at all. Like, at all. And the laptop was getting too hot to the touch. And I put my computer to sleep for a while, suspicious, but it kept happening.

So I talked to Dell's technical support over chat. "I'm pretty sure the repair guy just didn't get the cables back right," I said. "The optical drive doesn't impact the fan," the technical support guy said. "He had my laptop disassembled," I said.

Then the motherboard did it's safety-shut down thing, and I lost that chat session, which was really all for the better, because when I called they bumped me up to a manager.

Who agreed that probably the technician had just failed to reconnect the cables, but -- for warranty reasons -- I can't take the cover off the latop. (I totally could, though.) And, for making-sure-they-have-the-repair-covered reasons, they're not just going to send the repair guy back tomorrow to check the cables.

No. They're sending out a new motherboard and fan and heat sink.

You know, just in case.

And they won't be here until Monday.

There is not enough facepalm in the world right now, guys.

Until then, I'll be doing twenty minutes on, twenty minutes off on said computer. Or getting one of those fan lap desks, which should extend that to forty minutes or so - I've always meant to get one of same.

But, okay, guys, that will make a total of four trips the repair guy has made up here. FOUR. I am caught between LOLZ and CRANKY.
eruthros: Toph, Aang, and Momo from Avatar: TLA hugging Sokka (Avatar - group hug!)
2011-07-06 07:25 pm

today in ...

... *facepalm*:
People often accidentally give out my real name email address thinking it's theirs, so I get things like other people's bank statements and other people's medical records reminders and whatever. But recently someone used my email in a way that seriously topped that: someone with my initials is getting married.

And they must've put my email address on the invitations.

I know this because in the last two days I have received emails from five people rsvping to said wedding, often with effuse comments and details about their kids and whatever. So far I have politely emailed everyone back all "hi you have the wrong email address," but I foresee great naaarghs in the future.

... omg I no longer have the skills for this:
Yesterday I spilled a little bit of water on my touchpad and it somehow broke the touchpad buttons. Good: the computer is still under warranty, including warranty for "shit you accidentally break." Bad: I have to wait until at least tomorrow for the parts. And I'm really out of the keyboard-shortcuts habit.

... symptoms that make me cranky:
Why are my limbs so heavy and trembly why. I hate summer. (I thought this was some new symptom before I looked at my symptom diary, but as it turns out I had it two summers ago, and possibly last summer, so I have now decided to blame heat and/or humidity instead. Especially since so far it's been worst on the hottest days. Blargh.)

... our Voyager rewatch:
I find Admiral Paris very disconcerting every time he shows up on Voyager. And I just realized why: he played Admiral Noyce on Seaquest DSV, which is basically Star Trek underwater (and which has a theme song very similar to Voyager's). They are sort of the same character! On very similar shows! But with different uniforms. No wonder I find it distracting and weird.

... adorability:
I went to the dog park with t'wings and Rorschach today, where Rorschach decided to try to make friends with a frog. (I turned the video recorder in my phone on, so that links to t'wing's post with embedded video.) Sadly I didn't pull out my phone in time to get him doing his doggy play bow at the frog small very hoppy dog, or to get most of him doing his poke-poke-play-with-me thing, but let me just say it was completely adorable. And ridiculous. He totally did the same super-exaggerated play bow he does with cats small purring fluffy dogs, where he wants to make it really clear that he is asking to play, because for SOME REASON they sometimes don't realize that he's not planning on eating them. (Usually the cats then box his ears and he goes "oh gosh, they DO want to play! come on, [personal profile] eruthros, let's go wrestle with them!" And I go "um, no." The frog just sat there, mostly, and hopped desultorily every fifth or sixth time Rorschach poked it.)
eruthros: Toph from Avatar: TLA preparing for battle (Avatar - toph getting ready)
2010-11-28 05:16 pm

(no subject)

1. There is an alarm several blocks away that's been going off every twenty minutes for two days. It's right on the edge of my auditory range; if I'm watching tv or playing video games or listening to music I can't hear it. But as soon as I'm trying to concentrate on something, or going to sleep, there it is again, a faint distant eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeee ARGH. I've tried to use my bedside fan (still not put away from the summer) as a white noise generator, but it doesn't really work because the range is so different. AAAAAAHHH.

And of course I don't know where it is -- it's only thirty seconds every twenty minutes and my directional hearing is shitty -- so I can't, like, track it down and go "oh my GOD turn that shit OFF" at the car or building owner.

2. [personal profile] such_heights and I are running an Avatar: The Last Airbender Lunar New Year gift exchange over at [community profile] white_lotus! (The whole thing was [personal profile] inkstone's idea.) Signups close tomorrow night! I don't know if I'll sign up; I might be busy modding/pinch hitting, plus also I fear deadlines. I'm waiting until just before signups close to decide.

But! What I really wanted to do here is signal boost the treats for anyone post. We changed the rules after the first draft, so I wanted to make sure that y'all knew that anyone can leave requests there, regardless of whether or not you're planning to sign up. You might not get anything, but then again you might! And people like me who will probably end up doing treats instead of signing up (see above re: deadlines) would probably enjoy having a large variety of prompts to peruse.

Also, let me just go EEEEEE at the thought of new Avatar fic/art/icons/vids/crafts/etc.

3. I recently finished watching the Sarah Jane Adventures and omg it was so good you guys. spoilers! )
eruthros: Ivanova from B5 saying "boom boom boom boom" to Londo -- angry icon!! (B5 - Ivanova boom)
2010-11-07 11:35 am

two things I've read recently that have pissed me off

1. [personal profile] helens78 sent me a bunch of knitting books that she was done with, some of which are pattern books and some of which are books about knitting. Mostly I have been flipping through pattern books and going "ooh" or "hmmm." And so I was flipping through one of the prose-and-patterns books called The Joy of Knitting and noticed this, partly because it's right at the beginning of a chapter:

cut for gender essentialism )

2. I only just now got N.K. Jemisin's Hundred Thousand Kingdoms -- I’m never really good at getting new-releases when they’re, you know, released. And so I was reading happily along, enjoying the worldbuilding, when all of a sudden:

Cut for kink-negative language and spoilery discussion )
eruthros: Aang from Avatar: TLA looking cranky (Avatar - cranky aang)
2010-08-24 06:00 pm

minor computer annoyances

Some of these are things I've fixed, some of them aren't.

1. New VLC makes me go aaaaaaargh. Every time I start it up or open a new file, it tries to rebuild the font cache. and then? more about the font cache )

2. So, okay, Helvetica Neue is a shitty web font in Firefox for Windows. fistshake at designers who insist on Helvetica )

3. Websites that don't put a line break between paragraphs. Especially with lots of text. NARGH. I have so much trouble reading e.g. racialicious's link roundups, but readability has trouble parsing the unordered list format, and zap doesn't make bookmarklets for that. I have looked for other bookmarklets to add line breaks to lists, but my googlefu failed me. Anybody else have anything?
eruthros: Jamie and Adam from Mythbusters, drawn by Tardis80, text: "busted". (Mythbusters!)
2010-06-24 10:10 pm

Harrumph

Mythbusters episode 8x12: Car Conundrum? Yeah, don't bother, it's really a clip show. They put together three car related myths: Underwater Car, that one from the viral video episode about opening a car door with a tennis ball, and the chase scene myths involving fruit stands. So if you've seen those, you've seen the episode. Unless you miss Tory's facial hair or something.

And irritatingly, they never say "we're putting together three car myths that have previously aired" or anything.

I could be forgetting an episode, but I don't think they've ever done this before -- they've done "best of" episodes, but they marked them as specials and as repeats. And they've done things where they reexamine myths. But not, just, here are some previous myths, we haven't changed them at all, but we're airing it as if it's a regular episode.

*cranky*
eruthros: Li Ann from Once a Thief with two guns, text "Li Ann" (OaT - Li Ann  red)
2010-05-18 06:25 pm

(no subject)

1. I had a dream the other night in which I won the lottery. I spent the entirety of the dream filling out forms and visiting accountants and dealing with, like, filing taxes and mutual funds. I didn't even get to spend any of it, but on the other hand it seemed so realistic and plausible that I woke up and simultaneously thought "but I don't even buy lottery tickets" and "shit, I forgot to fill out form 27-B." Let me just say, though, how bummed I am that I couldn't even buy a pony in a dream about winning the lottery.

Anyway, I blame the episode of Numb3rs with the ridiculous lottery plot.

2. Speaking of Numb3rs, now I am out of Numb3rs -- I ran out of show without noticing. And some moderately spoilery things happened )

3. I have learned how to hardcode subs into an avi file when I get them in srt format, which is ... not the usual direction I'm trying to go! But it's handy for making clips of things to share. If this is a thing you are also interested in, and you're on a PC, this is what I did )

4. Oh my god you guys our upstairs neighbors have been trying to save money on trash tags by throwing "compost" in a corner of the backyard.

At first we thought it was, like, some random neighbor trying it once, or a broken trash bag, or something that was thrown over the fence, because there were candy wrappers and shit in it. So we covered it with leaves and dirt and sprinkled clover seed mix on it, because we don't have enough leaves to really compost here. But NO, because today there is MORE, plus they left out the plastic bin they use to collect their "compost." So it is clear that this is on purpose, as if they can compost by just throwing down whole tomatoes and peppers and corn cobs and the occasional candy wrappers on top of the dirt and leaving them there in a pile. Without stirring. Or adding dry leaves or yard waste. Household trash alone does not make a free-standing compost pile, upstairs neighbors. It just makes a moldy mess, ugh ugh ugh.
eruthros: A panel from a 1950s educational comic book showing a communist deflating -- I mean, blowing up, the Washington Monument (Communists!)
2010-05-07 09:55 pm

Oddly this post is mostly about mice

1. I deleted my facebook page a couple days ago and was so happy about it. They've been eroding privacy rules and controls steadily, as long as I've been there, and I've never really done anything with facebook, and it's not really my ideal internet social network because I don't really want to talk about politics with people I went to elementary school with and haven't seen since. But I kept being like, oh man, people might be pissed or think I'm a weirdo if I delete. But connections was the last straw, and anyway I am a weirdo. So now: delete delete delete! And I just felt this great relief, that I could now get angry at facebook's privacy policy changes without having to go and change all my privacy settings or delete stuff from parts of the profile or whatever.

2. Today in Dangling Modifiers:

"Keith learns that three of the Lilith House girls were in the area of the Dean's office around the time of his murder, which was egged by unknown assailants."

From the wikipedia Veronica Mars episode guide.

3. We had a mouse or possibly mice in the house! We just discovered it this morning, although it's likely been in off and on for a while -- the problem with rentals is that landlords often don't cover holes in the foundation, so in this house a mouse can come up from the basement where the pipe for the sink goes down. And so we cleaned everything and took everything out from below the sink and swept and moved the oven to clean behind it and promised to live lives of purity and cleanliness henceforth and not leave dishes out overnight for ... at least the next couple weeks. And also we did some things that involve harm to animals, so they are under this cut )

And now I'm going to talk a lot about narratives of poverty and also mention roaches )

Anyway, that is a story about household pests.
eruthros: Asterix comics: Fulliautomatix hit with a fish, captioned "thwap" (Asterix - fish thwap Fulliautomatix)
2010-04-18 11:15 pm

I could call this linkspam

Or I could call it "[personal profile] eruthros wants to hit people with fish." Items one to three, anyway.

1. Oh my god, seriously? Rush Limbaugh says volcanic eruption in Iceland is God replying to the United States health care bill. SERIOUSLY YOU GUYS. Apparently God talks to America by grounding flights and stranding people in airports and toxic ash in Europe and the Northern Atlantic. (With global economic effects, but somehow I don't think that's what he's talking about.)

The degree to which I often want to hit some fellow Americans with fish and say "hey, guess what, the world STILL doesn't revolve around you" cannot be measured.

2. LJ is using javascript to mess with links again. Only this time, it's "transparent!" I do not think that means what they think it means.

3. Also on LJ, transfail in the writers block question, and then more transfail equating trans* folk to criminals.

4. In happier news, guys, I was so startled and pleased by this scene from numb3rs:



For a couple of reasons! One, I was a quiet David/Colby shipper back when I watched the show regularly -- there didn't seem to be much of a fandom for the pairing, and I wasn't all that into the show itself some of the time, so I just quietly imagined hugs. (But would happily take recs if there's a bigger fandom now!)

And two, because it feels like a scene that was written for comedy -- taking the dialogue and the blocking by themselves, it's kind of haha-gay-is-funny-as-if-these-two-guys-could-possibly-be-gay. But the actors and director don't let it go that way! They're like, no, Colby will pull out David's chair in a quiet way, nobody's going to lisp or do limp wrists, and so it ends up more sweet than poking-fun. David ttly can order wine for both of them! And Colby ttly knows that David doesn't want to order shellfish! Because they spend all of their time together! And should have hugs.

Which is to say, I have been watching the parts of numb3rs that I missed or happened after I stopped watching. And I have been surprised by how it's sometimes a thoughtful show! About rape and about the power of authority and about inciting terror by pretending to stop it and about how the FBI has screwed up sometimes! And how sometimes there are FOUR women on the show and THREE of them are women of color and they have conversations about WORK! And how Don goes to synagogue! And how Larry can be read as on the autism spectrum, and the rest of the characters think he's a little "weird" but everyone respects him and his thing for white food! And how Megan says, okay, Larry, if you want to schedule when we see each other so that dating isn't overwhelming, let me know what the schedule is, and they have Tuesday lunches and every other Thursday dinners and that's totally fine! And also how David and Colby should have hugs.

Like, they fail sometimes -- and sometimes they fail hard, as cop shows are wont to do -- but overall, it's surprisingly not painful!

... okay, my standards are maybe a bit low.
eruthros: Asterix comics: Fulliautomatix hit with a fish, captioned "thwap" (Asterix - fish thwap Fulliautomatix)
2010-04-12 09:34 pm

I want to be able to [citation needed] the entire web

Like, all the time. Imagine the improvement! For example, as I browse the kinky web:

"Never wear nipple clamps for more than ten minutes or you will get permanent damage.[citation needed]"

"This is the weirdest, most disgusting fetish EVER.[citation needed]"

"Dildos cause yeast infections if you leave them in your vagina for more than half an hour.[citation needed]"

Or while I'm reading politics:

"Most Americans think Obama is a Muslim![citation needed]"

"The idea that the regulators care more about coal miner safety than the coal mining companies is as silly as global warming.[citation needed]"

"Nobody thinks that slavery was a good idea, so we don't need to talk about it.[citation needed]"

Seriously, I would be all [citation needed] all the time. THE POWER. And think how useful it would be in dealing with irritating comment threads! "We'd listen to you if you weren't so angry all the time.[citation needed]"
eruthros: Grant Imahara from Mythbusters wearing a Star Trek TOS science uniform and Vulcan ear extensions (Mythbusters - grant in a star trek unifo)
2010-04-09 11:50 pm

lately I am all lists all the time!

1. Here is a thing I wish blogs would agree on: what "previous" and "next" mean. On some blogs, previous entries points to older posts; on some, it points to more recent posts. Having to hover over links to figure out where they go makes me cranky.

2. Dear the internet, I am looking for a film called A Private Function. (1985, starring Maggie Smith and Michael Palin, in case there are several by that name.) It is not available on Netflix, or from my library, or from any of the usual places, and costs like $60 used on amazon or ebay. Does anybody have access to a copy? Your own or a library's or a better video store? ETA: I think I've tracked it down at a library, thanks!

3. I have this problem where I have physical therapists, but they're all about "getting better," not about what would make daily routines easier. So I have some things that I need, but I don't know where to shop for them -- are there good assistive devices shops that you like? Where should I buy a folding cane? If I want to get those foam things that go over the handles of knives so I don't have to grip so tightly, what are they even called and where can I buy them? That sort of thing. And instead my PTs say things like "oh, well, but maybe you won't need it for long..." and "why don't we wait and see if you get better first..." and "well, but you can work around it for now, right?" I find this very frustrating. Especially since "getting better" is so far the work of years. And thus I ask you, the internet, instead.

4. I am not going to talk a lot about episode 8x03 of Mythbusters, except to say: JAAAAAAAAMIE!!!! Omg he was adorable. And arrogant, which somehow makes him even more adorable, I don't even know. And Adam loves it. Also, I <3 Grant, because he is awesome. And Kari -- I'm so glad she's back.
eruthros: Ivanova from B5 saying "boom boom boom boom" to Londo -- angry icon!! (B5 - Ivanova boom)
2010-03-25 06:39 pm

Dear person who shares my last name,

I suspect that you will find that no prospective dates contact you, no matter how many dating websites you join! I suspect that this might have something to do with the way you keep using my gmail address as your user name! Since I would have to log in to change the email address, and you inconsiderately didn't provide me with your password, you will likely find yourself dateless. And I will find myself hitting "report spam" a lot.

No love,
[personal profile] eruthros

PS: You overdrafted twice on your Wells Fargo account yesterday. You might want to look into that.

PPS: Also, can you get your mom to stop it with the email forwards? I had to make a filter just for her address.
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (Default)
2008-11-24 12:34 pm

From the department of good news, but isn't it kinda late?

The Department of Education has finally ruled that university gag orders on rape victims -- if you want us to investigate, you can't talk to anyone, even your parents -- are, who would have thought, violations of federal law. UVA said this was about protecting student privacy, and necessary to comply with FERPA, but fortunately the Department of Education finally saw through that. (Don't read the comments on the article; it will hurt.)

The case was based on a University of Virginia rule, but UVA is hardly the only place that has had such a requirement -- several American universities have attempted to protect their reputation as "safe" at the expense of rape victims, who are sometimes told by boards of inquiry that they can be expelled for talking about their cases. If protecting the reputation of the university involves harming rape victims, so be it.1

Other relevant links:
A story at the SAFER blog in which an Adelphi University alum talks about the obstacles to reporting rape, and her university's gag order.
Abyss2Hope's discussion of some of the social consequences of the gag order.



1 At my undergraduate university, in fact, various administrators frequently tried to keep women from reporting sexual assault -- one administrator tried to get rid of the anonymous sexual assault help line; she said that the rape counselor had to get the student's name and make her name her assailant or she couldn't take the call. This might've been legally true, I dunno, but there was no excuse for this: When this drove down the number of calls significantly, she then tried to use it as evidence of a reduced rate of sexual assault on campus, claiming that my university was one of the safest in the state.
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (Default)
2008-05-26 12:12 pm

Life lesson of the day:

Many undergrads are ICKY. Ugh.

It's the day after graduation, see, so everyone is moving out. I walked up the hill to get plastic ziplock bags (a weird-stuff-you-own packing essential) and some quarters for laundry and a sandwich and, ugh.

There are heaps of trash all along the street; it's not sorted into trash and recycling. There are plastic trash bags filled with cardboard and paper and bottles and food scraps, there are random broken pieces of furniture in the middle of the sidewalk, there are shoes and computer monitors and broken boxes and bottles of shampoo.

And you know what makes this completely fucking ridiculous? I live in a college town that has a Dump and Run service! Yes, that's right: you call the Dump and Run representative, and they will send someone by with a van who will take away your clothing, old computers, whatever, anything that's not broken and not a mattress, and sell it for charity! They will even carry it down to the curb if you live in a walkup, so it is in fact less work, except for the part where you have to sort the broken and non-donatable out.

Also, the line for sandwiches was out the door. BASTARDS.
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (Default)
2008-04-28 08:40 am

I hate everything.

Oh my god you guys, this may well be the most horrifying children's book I have ever seen (today). It is a book that "explains" plastic surgery to kids, by saying that mommy's tummy just doesn't fit in her clothes anymore, so she's going to have a tummy tuck and then be "even more beautiful" even if she has to be on bed rest for a week or two. I KID YOU NOT. Note it is by a plastic surgeon.

Also: it's vanity-published, not through a distributor. So it would be costing him several thousand dollars to publicize... if Newsweek hadn't decided to do a "review." Note the scare quotes. I mean them.
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (Default)
2008-01-21 12:51 pm

OMG RAGE

Okay, so I just (finally) got the email telling me that my laptop shipped out from the service center! So much yay!

... except. Wait. What? My laptop is being shipped to ... California? But it shouldn't go to California! It should come here! I called and called and called the folks at Office Depot about it! Woe!

So I phoned Office Depot all, "hi, remember how we talked about my package being shipped FROM California but TO Ithaca?" And the dude was like "yup, it's here in your record" and I said "okay, then WHY DID I JUST GET AN EMAIL SAYING MY LAPTOP IS GOING TO CALIFORNIA?" And he was like, "um, let me look ... huh, California. You're right. Well, we can't change that, ma'am, you have to call UPS directly and they'll let you intercept the package.* Or maybe there'll be someone in California to get it?" Me, giving up: "Yes, but I'M not in California, and ... and ... oh ... just ... argh."

So I called the subcontractor they use directly, with my reference # ready. "Hi! Reference number such and such! Office Depot screwed up! Sorry to bug you, but they're not gonna deal with it!" And the guy said, "shit, we'll try to intercept it. They just picked it up half an hour ago, so it should be possible. I'll get back to you." And that is how things stand now. At least he was trying to be helpful.

These are exactly the situations that I made the Ivanova icon for. GO IVANOVA. BOOM. BOOM BOOM BOOM woe. Want laptop. Don't want laptop to be going to some mystery location. Woe.

* Note: this is a lie. Except in special circumstances, delivery intercept is reserved for people who subscribe to the service.
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (Default)
2007-12-15 06:05 pm

So on a scale of one to a hundred?

This ranks about 139, in terms of Things I Shall Never Do Again.

Guys: my flight is at 8:50. I know the American bus system, and I know that there's a storm coming in, and that it's going to hit upstate New York before it hits Manhattan, which would stop the buses.

So I thought, okay, 8:50 pm. No stress. I shall wake up early, do the last minute tea dishes, grab my bags, and catch the 7:20 bus! It is supposed to get to New York at 12:00! And that way I have lots of leeway built in in case of stupid American bus system, or the Lincoln Tunnel, or whatever. Or maybe to switch flights at the airport.

And indeed, this I did. I suspect that 90% of the people awake and out and about at 7:20 am made the same choice, incidentally: in my mile-plus walk to the bus station (in 17 degree weather! with wind! and with ice! and dark!), I saw... three pedestrians, five police cars (or maybe the same police car five times), twelve cars, two Ithaca Bakery delivery trucks (this is why they never have the good bread at the Collegetown store before 7:00, even though they technically open at 6:30), and the staff at Green Star and Gimme! Coffee, neither of which was open.

At the bus station, however, I saw ... one hundred college students. Most with bags the size of, give or take, a Holstein. Now, I was one of the first twenty there, but that means nothing at Greyhound stations, which like to avoid the issue of forming lines or cordoning off space in favor of great rushing mobs.

And then the bus showed up. It already had forty-some people on it. It was late arriving, and the forty-some people all had to get out and buy tickets before they'd let new people on -- this is, seriously, the worst thought out system ever; they pick up on campus, but they don't sell tickets there, so. They could require people to buy tickets in advance at the student services place on College Avenue, but they do not. And then they let ten of the milling people on, but only ones with no luggage, because they'd filled every rack. (They'd known the bus was full since the driver radioed down, but that was the first point at which they radioed for another bus.) The 8:00 to Syracuse departed before the 7:20 bus did.

And I was like, hey, no problem, they radioed for another bus, they've promised us it'll be an express, I have, like, a bazillion hours built in, whatevs. And the second bus wouldn't be full, which would be nice. (Some of the hundred people were going to Syracuse.)

So we waited for the other bus... and waited... and waited... and it was fifteen minutes away. And it was fifteen minutes away. And it was fifteen minutes away.

When it finally arrived, we discovered that in fact it would not be an express bus because a) one of the women who'd been bumped was going to the Ridgewood Park and Ride, NJ and b) the bus driver was on the ninth hour of his shift, and could legally drive us only as far as Binghamton.

So we get to Binghamton, and the bus driver heads off to find out what's up (telling us all about his wife's dialysis as he went), shutting the door on us. And we sit. And we sit. He comes out of the terminal, talks to people, heads off in another direction, goes back in the terminal. We get antsy, and anyway we want to use the restroom. (One of the women eventually just goes "fuck it," figures out which level opens the door, and heads in. She is then roundly scolded by the counter staff: why aren't you waiting on the bus? Her: Because it's been fifteen minutes and I have to go to the bathroom? Them: Why must you make trouble? Fifteen minutes isn't that long! Her: Yeah, except I was supposed to get here two hours ago.)

The bus driver finally returns. Well, sort of. He walks past the bus, doing the shrug-and-two-palms-out of "I dunno, but it's not my problem."

"Wait, what?" we all say. Several more people get off the bus, off to investigate. One of them returns and reports back to everyone, because the counter staff clearly aren't going to do it: "They're looking for a driver. They don't have a driver. And they say we should stay on the bus and wait for them to tell us more."

The bus turns cold: they've had hours to find a driver. Most people on it are on flights at 4 or 5 pm. And we've waited for twenty minutes already without even a report.

Finally a woman from the counter shows up. Rejoicing! Perhaps an official briefing! Perhaps a driver! Oh, no, she's just here to find out where we're all going. "We're working on it," she says. I nap for a while, occasionally surfacing to complain with the linguist I met in the original terminal. (Adversity brings people together! We all watched each other's bags as people ran for Green Star or 7-11 or whatever. A nice physics grad student bought me a scone in exchange for watching her bags. The linguist was a Cornell grad, now a UCSC student, with Jim McCloskey. We shared stories of being cornered by Geoff Pullum at parties.) Said linguist has a flight at 4:30, and we're all getting steadily more ... and more ... and more ... pissed off.

Another dude shows up. He can't be our driver, because we've seen him wandering around the terminal for twenty minutes now.

Oh. He is our driver. And he doesn't apologize or anything for the delay, just "okay, New York." And off we go. We have to stop a couple of times (for him to use the restroom). And then we get to the Lincoln Tunnel. UCSC grad student dude is already sitting there all tense and ready to spring off at the drop of a hat.

And then there's a stall in the Tunnel. In our lane. Takes half an hour to clear. The bus is working on three hours late. We get to Port Authority, finally, and everyone scatters at the speed of light to their various transit choices to the airport.

So I finally got to the airport, and ... I can't switch to the earlier flight (too late), so I do have to wait for the 8:50. But I can't check in until 4:50. And all the amenities? Including wifi? And chairs? And electrical outlets? And food that isn't ice cream? Is on the other side of security.

I mean, the whole time it was happening I was like "[livejournal.com profile] eruthros! you've got seven hours built in! this is no big!" but I got sympathetic nerves from all the people with five pm flights. Blargh. *shakes self* It was exhausting: nobody telling you anything, ever, and having no faith in the system to remember your bus, and altogether ick. I'm exhausted and I haven't even done the flying yet! AND they're playing Christmas carols. *facepalm*

Rochester is equidistant, and equivalently priced, but the airport only runs little bitty planes, and it gets more snow, so I've opted out. But on the other hand, guys, the bus to Rochester? Doesn't have this mob scene.

***

Now through security! Fed a reasonably-priced freshly-made burrito! Sitting at my gate on JetBlue's wifi! Suddenly, the world is much better.

Well, except I'm still exhausted and my eyes are already dry and itchy, and I haven't even flown yet. But still! Better!