Posting from a bar
September 17th, 2006 by Bill
(Today’s post has not been reviewed, editor approved or otherwise finessed to eliminate humiliating typos, grammatical errors or unconsidered opinions.)
Today’s post comes from the bar at Murietta’s on Whyte Avenue. It’s about 4:30 in the afternoon – though it’s unlikely I’ll post this till much later since I can’t seem to locate a wireless connection. This doesn’t mean there isn’t one available. It just means I haven’t figured out how to access it – and I’m too lazy to bother figuring it out now.
Why am I not at home? Because I’ve been chased from it by the cleaners. Okay – they haven’t chased me from there. But it’s kind of awkward working and/or lazing around when people are washing floors and walls and what not all around you.
So I fled.
A few years ago I would have felt like a geek sitting in a bar and tapping away on a laptop. But times change. I look up from my screen and across the room from I see a woman staring at her own laptop screen.
Okay. So it may still be a geeky thing to do but who the hell cares anymore? I sure as hell don’t.
Anyway … it looks like the NFL up on the TV in the corner of the bar. Not that I care. But I’m killing time and thought I’d point that out.
Quick note for those of you who may be wondering … bars are kinda dull places late on a Sunday afternoon.
Getting back to the cleaners … I gave them my cell number. It’s on a 3×5 white card I placed on the counter beside the phone – rather hard to miss. They were supposed to call me about 45 minutes ago. They were to give me a kind of, “Will be through in 30 minutes,”kind of call. You know, let me know how much longer they would be so I could get an idea of when would be a good time to go home.
I ain’t heard anything yet. So … do I get another beer, and keep killing time here? And return slightly tipsy … ?
The answer is yes. The bartender just wandered by as I was writing that and asked if I wanted another. Before I knew what was happening, I said yes.
Draught. Kokanee. Here it is!
By the way, I have now declared publicly my geek status – laptop in the bar complete with digital camera so I can have photos for my blog.
There is no shame left. No humiliation left unplumbed.
My post post addendum
This is really a comment on my preceding post - but it sounds so much more important to call it an addendum.
I feel I have move into tomorrow. I am a citizen of the future. I have made a post (agreed, I play fast a loose with that term) from a bar. I have posted while tipsy on draught beer, Kokanee to be specific.
Now if that isn’t the world of tomorrow, if that isn’t our tech future, I don’t know what is.
Technology … it’s not just a faster, more immediate tomorrow. It’s a stupider one. And ya gotta love that. Surely there’s a buch to be made. Don’t cha think?
Bythe time you read this I may have corrected the typos. On the other hand, I may be toolazy to do that. I no longer care.
Oh, what a lowly state I’ve sunked to.
A bar! Much better than using the free wireless at Tullys. All THEY have is coffee and pastries.
Yes, the bar was well-stocked and they had a dandy menu too.
i’d like to see more bar posts.
You are a Man of the new Century.
I’d like to do more bar poststhough it makes me a bit wobbly.
I feel like a man of the New Century. Very disturbing.
I take my laptop to the bar with me on sundays while I watch football so I can keep track of my fantasy football team scores. I see nothing wrong with bar posts.
More bar posts! More bar posts!