US of A

Yes, there will be some posts about the US here, at some point. I’ve some I wrote along the way that I haven’t got around to transferring yet (while San Francisco is bathed in WiFi, that’s simply an ‘all you can eat’ buffet for Mac developers – My poor little Newton was hopping around tugging at coat-tails whimpering ‘Bandwidth for a poor orphaned platform, guv’nor? Spare a DHCP slot, madam? Alms for a StrongARM?’).

The real delay, however, is that I want to post some of the stills and video I shot along the way – and I’m about to go to Glasgow for the week, sans PowerBook since I haven’t got one that works.

Can you stand the suspense?

Henley

In case I was in any doubt of my current locality and nationhood, I spent Saturday catching up on being British at the Henley Royal Regatta. Swanning around in blazer and college tie; people-watching the beautiful; slumping towards pleasantly sozzled on a combination of champagne and Pimm’s; plied with caviar, salmon and tea at every turn while the band of the Grenadier Guards played on – then standing for the national anthem and viewing most impressive fireworks from a vantage point best described as ‘ground zero.’

Dorothy, we’re not in Arizona anymore.

Oh, and there was a spot of rowing at some point. I’m told.

See, they don’t all fit the stereotype

Links from my Dad (who’s back online, if that isn’t a misnomer since he’s now gone wireless): Technical Difficulties, and Unbrand America.

…though the latter does somewhat alarm me, on the grounds that their (uh… potentially libellous?) hitlist includes Starbucks but not Monsanto (etc etc). But hey, it’s the principle that counts, right? And the comments on that page are all both rational and entirely critical of the page itself, which is either brave, foolish, or the whole point.