no, really

It’s been 8 months since I’ve been in an airport (I know, right?), and upon my arrival to the JetBlue terminal at JFK, I discover that JetBlue has heard the cries of the disconnected masses, and has put a s-itton of power outlets all over the terminal.

JB has always been ahead of the curve, tech wise, but there’s a full cafe of touch screens where you can order food to be delivered to your seat, and each seat has at least one power outlet available to it.  There are Samsung-sponsored power pillars around the airport with plugs and a little counter around each one, and in various areas, full strips of iPod-ready power ports.

This is really pretty nifty.  And sad.  When you walk around the airport every plug is consumed.  iPods, cellphones, laptops, and most notably iPhones.  If there’s one thing I hear most, it’s that the iPhone’s battery dies in no time if you use anything more than the phone and an occasional text message.

Now add to that the fact that JetBlue offers free wi-fi, and you’ve got a thousand or more iDrones not only sucking up all the power ports, but all the wi-fi bandwidth too!  Just to write this post, I had to stick in my Verizon card.  I couldn’t get enough bandwidth to open one or two web pages!

I’m sure JetBlue has better things to worry about (like getting people to pay for blankets and curbside check-in).  But it does seem that some tech innovation is in order.

Oh yeah, and it’s barely 80 degrees out, and it’s kind hot in here.  You think all these extra charging appliances are generating some heat?

It is always at this time of night that one does the deep introspection.  Perhaps it’s because the sanity of daylight is long gone, and the distractions of life are at a minimum.  That and an alcohol-induced lack of inhibition.  Throw in a visit to a pretty party, and you’ve got yourself a crisis.

I’m not insecure in my life.  I’ve got it pretty damned good, but I do see how it’s always a bit of a tightrope walk.  If I get too lazy with things, they go south.  It’s that never ending game of spinning plates-on-sticks.  Lately, I’ve had way too many plates on way too many sticks.

I’ve been trying to simplify it all so I can do better with what I have.  I think I’ve done a good job on a few fronts:  work is good, I know where I’m going with it, and have little choice but to succeed.  Love life is good: I’m single, enjoying it, but open (and ready) to whittle it down to someone special.  Home is good:  I love my apartment, my commute, my roommate(s), etc.

But there’s always room for improvement.  So I’ve decided there are three areas I need improvement in.  I’ve got some good metrics on two, but the third I’m still working on.

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I’ve been kind of casually working on getting back in shape lately.  After a very stressful winter/spring period, I did a bit of work to cut down my body fat percentage.  But since I wasn’t working on bulking up at all, apparently I lost a lot of weight.

In the past two days, two different people told me I look like I lost a lot of weight.  One told me I lost my “ba donka-donk” (which I found flattering in a post facto way) and the other (whose English is not perfect) said “You look like skin.” Plus, I was looking at pictures of me from this summer, and comparing them to last… frankly I look terrible.  I can’t imagine I weighed that much more last year, but I looked waaaaay better.

Enough.

I started yesterday doing the “phase one” exercises, and I joined the city Rec center.  This has just gotta happen because I can’t look like this anymore.

Stake it!