phoggy in philadelphia

here at PHL in the middle of a 4.5 hour layover. in that foggy state where i can't concentrate on reading. very much looking forward to getting home tonight and maybe not flying in an airplane for many months. there's no joy in the airport. and, really, i should find it more important, it pollutes a lot a lot.

i have no plans at all to fly anywhere right now, which feels good. i hope to drive to goddard for graduation this summer as part of a road trip to canada to see phil's phamily. i wish the US had better trains. see no impact man for further thoughts on air and train travel.

PHL offers free wi-fi for college students. you just have to show your id at an info desk. they write down your info in a log... on pieces of paper. it struck me as lo-tech and funny. my coupon is good for one log-in, so if i close my computer to go to the bathroom, i think i'll get booted. but, i could just get a new coupon from a different desk.

this is all very riveting i know.

things i've been unable to read much of in my fog:

-The Yiddish Policeman's Union. I am liking this book. It is a detective story, but also funny and moving.
-NYT article about Ben Bernanke. I want to understand more about the economy, but i can rarely make myslef read anything about it. Mr. Marsh where are you? Mr. Marsh was my high school econ teacher. He liked to put a Yoda magnet on the overhead projector so we saw the silhouette and do the voice.

what i made it through:
-good old achewood.

how have you felt about the color strips lately? i like them. i also liked the reference to chris ware, who had a strip in the funny pages of the NYT magazine back in the glory days when the ladies upstairs never took in their paper and we got the times daily, for free! i liked ware's style, but the strips were always so bleak and depressing. sometimes too dark for me on a sunday morning.