Sometimes, you just can’t win. I took my old GPS unit with me when I went on a 500-mile trip two weeks ago. On the way home, it took me 14 miles out of my way because I hadn’t updated its maps in about three years. So, this week, before I went on a 300-mile trip, and in preparation, I tried updating the GPS. The update failed, and in the process bricked the GPS.
Yes, I can use my phone as a GPS, but the display is uncomfortably small, and the phone eats batteries when used that way, plus it gets really hot. I have to decide whether to get a new car that has GPS, buy another GPS unit, or confine myself to going places I already know how to get to.
I went to the Barrett-Jackson car auction in Connecticut this week. I like old cars. I could pay for some, but far from all the ones for sale there, but I have no place to keep one, so I just look, and take pictures of them. I like taking pictures too. But about half the cars at the auction are displayed in a parking garage at the Mohegan Sun casino, and resort. That garage is brighter than it was last year, but it’s still a difficult place to photograph cars. Frankly, it’s not a great place to examine cars you might want to buy either. If I go back next year, I must remember to bring my big-boy Speedlite.
Driving from Uncasville CT to New York the other day, traffic was really bad. So, I found myself wondering if people who live in Connecticut have jobs, homes, and families like the rest of us, or if they just drive aimlessly on I-95, and the Merritt Parkway.
If you haven’t been to Connecticut recently (as I hadn’t), you may be as surprised as I was to learn that they have finished I-95 east of New Haven. I went to Binghamton NY two weeks ago, and was not surprised that they haven’t finished NY Rte 17. I’ve been driving that road since I was 17, and I’ll probably die before it’s completed, if it ever is.
Earlier this month, I played radio dj for two hours. It’s been a long time. My first dj stint since college. When I was paid to be on the air, I was doing news. I’d say playing music on the radio is easier than it used to be. The records are longer, the bathroom is much closer to the studio than it was at the last place I worked, and you don’t get to talk as much. Still, I don’t think it’s as much fun.