August 22nd, 2007

Happy

tending to bidness

Well, my distribution check finally posted to my account, a day late thanks to a server crash at the Evil Banking Neighbor, and I can deal with various bills that are long overdue. Like my taxes. I was also amused to see that a check I wrote last year for Arcana (presumably for this year's membership) was deposited today. Less amusing was that my morning blood sugar was over 250, most likely due to the medium deep dish pizza I had for a late dinner last night. Well, I should have walked that off by dinner time - or sweated it out, more likely, since it's supposed to hit 91 here in Dayton today while I'm running around finding cables and Waffle Houses and post offices so I can pay my Federal taxes. I suppose I could have used my plastic to pay the IRS online, but the notion of having to pay a fee to pay my taxes strikes me as just wrong.
Meanwhile, I can change my address online, but since I don't have a place in the DC area yet it seems kind of dumb to do that. Especially since I have to change my credit card address to conform to the new address first so that the USPS can validate the change. One more thing that has to wait until I stop being transient and get a real job again.

So. Waffle House is this way, Best Buy and Click Camera are over there, Wal-Mart is in the other direction completely, and the Post Office is nowhere near any of them. Of course. Well, first I'll finish my coffee, then I'll shower, suit up, do breakfast, get the cable, and download pix before I head off to the museum and shoot a bunch of new ones. Everything else can wait...including laundry, for there is an auto wash and laundry less than a mile from the hotel. Such convenience!
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the mark

Sounds right but looks odd

Ganked from badger2305, what Tarot card am I? Answer behind the cut to spare my f-list.
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Unfortunately neither the Utena nor wombat tarot decks were given as options. :(

In other news, the Best Buy turns out to be right across the street from the Wal-Mart and just around the corner (well, about a mile away from around the corner, actually) from the Waffle House. If I didn't think half my friends in Washington (to say nothing of my family) would form a lynch mob, I might start looking for a job in Dayton. ;)

Now it's time to get my ass to the Air Force Museum. Maybe I should have sprung for the 2GB flash card...ah, well, there's always tomorrow morning.
wombat

Not nearly enough time.

Since the last time I saw the Air Force Museum in 1995 (I think) they've added another couple of hangars to the complex, one of which is on Wright-Patterson AFB proper and houses the XB-70 and other experimental oddities in one half while the former Presidential aircraft are in the other. I got there early enough to secure a seat on the 1600 shuttle over there, and spent the intervening hour wandering the Air Power (WW II) hangar. I somehow managed to miss the B-17G they have there, but I didn't miss this:


Yup, it's me and the Fat Man. Obviously, I'm the one in the guayabera shirt. ;)

Also on display was a C-46 Commando with an excellent diorama showing Air Corps construction engineers at work on a runway in the Southwest Pacific theater; the placards told the history of the black Air Corps units that were sent to SoWesPac and elsewhere after putting up with substandard training, harassment, and other time-wasting bullshit characteristic of race relations in the 1940s. Other displays included a panel showing actors who served in uniform during WW2, including Captain Errol Flynn, Colonel James Stewart, Major Glenn Miller and Lieutenant Ronald Reagan, who went on to a more prestigious command sixty years later. :) The Miller display was pretty extensive, featuring music, programs and posters from the band's performances in Europe, a very rare V-Disc and other memorabilia. There was much more cool stuff, such as the commemorative silver goblets given to the Doolittle Raiders*; a B-18, P-35 and P-36 in prewar silver paint jobs; and much, much more. This is part of the reason flying to DC was out of the question: how could I possibly have passed on the chance to see this? Tomorrow will definitely be spent with fresh batteries and maybe a larger SD card for the camera.

Not even coming back to the motel to find that housekeeping had skipped my room could kill my buzz. The night manager got right on it, personally bringing fresh towels, changing the bed, and throwing out the garbage. w00t.

*Music playing in the background during the Doolittle Raid video? "Fanfare for the Common Man."
HELL YEAH.