October 16 – rainy Wednesday

rainy Wednesday
Piano Sonata 8
the perfect sound track

After a slow, gray and rainy commute, Beethoven’s Piano Sonata No. 8 in C minor, Op. 13, or the Pathétique, was playing on the radio.

Wikipedia reports that Beethoven’s Piano Sonata No. 8 in C minor, Op. 13, commonly known as Sonata Pathétique, was written in 1798 when the composer was 27 years old, and was published in 1799. It has remained one of his most celebrated compositions.

Although commonly thought to be one of the few works to be named by the composer himself, it was actually named Grande sonate pathétique by the publisher, who was impressed by the sonata’s tragic sonorities.

Wiktionary defines pathétique as (post-classical) full of pathos, affecting, pathetic.

Tragic sonorities full of pathos, affecting.

Wow!

Perfect for a rainy day in Georgia.

September 30 – Did I just hear this?

Did I just hear this?
Mercedes, Tell me a joke?
“Sorry we’re German”

Listening to the radio from London, a commercial touting Mercedes Benz Siri-like voice activated information system, ended with the line, “Mercedes, Tell me a joke?”

“Sorry, we’re German” is what I remembered hearing.

A quick Google search showed that the line is actually, “Sorry, my engineers were German.”

From the google post that I saw, this tagline has been around since February of 2018.

Apparently if you have Mercedes Benz assistant on your Mercedes and ask, “Mercedes, tell me a joke?”, that response is pre-programmed.

I am not prepared for humor at this level of business.

I have been made so timid by social media, my first reaction is, how did they dare that?

My 2nd reaction was, boy, am I glad they dared to do that.

September 27 – working or driving

working or driving
ID-10T errors,
make my day complete

ID-10T errors.

Do I want to make you google it?

Should I tell you?

Maybe if it was just spelled out.

Other fun errors encountered on a help desk:

PMAC – problem exists between monitor and chair
PICNIC – problem in chair, not in computer
IBM error – idiot behind machine error

I made this one up for driving on Atlanta freeways:

PEBSWADS – problem exists between steering wheel and drivers seat

September 19 – Furious, Anger

Furious, Anger
Heart racing, in an instant
then its gone, road rage

I am not immune to road rage.

I am shocked at myself at the suddenness.

From the first, ARE YOU KIDDING ME!

To, YOU ARE NOT GOING TO GET AWAY WITH THAT!

To, GOING TO SHOW YOU!

I do recognize it in myself.

I do try to disconnect it as quickly as I can.

Still shocked and stunned at the time to decompress after the latest onset.

I guess that is why is called rage.

September 13 – traffic problems, sounds

traffic problems, sounds
chopper overhead, stomach sinks
red lights were northbound

As much as Daniel Boone had his forest craft and could recognize the first signs of problems, I am tuned to the sounds of the city.

As I walked to my car this morning, a helicopter went low overhead from the sounds, I knew it was hovering nearby.

That could mean only one thing.

Traffic problems on I85.

I85, which had just this week been described as the ‘lifeblood of Gwinnett County’ though I bet the county commissioner meant to say, ‘lifeline’.

I85 is my magic carpet ride to downtown Atlanta.

And something had happened on I85.

Something so bad that of all and any traffic issues this morning in the Metro Atlanta area, this issue was worthy of helicopter coverage.

My usual 45 minute drive was not SOUNDING good.

My mind went into TRAFFIC Evaluation mode.

What were my alternate routes?

Had whatever happened filled up the alternative routes?

Where exactly was the problem?

Where was the helicopter?

All this in more was processing through my head as I tentatively approached my entrance to the freeway.

I turned onto Lawrenceville-Suwannee and I had my first view of the freeway.

I exhaled.

As far as I could see were red tail lights.

All going north.

The accident was on the other side of the freeway.

Made it to the office in 37 minutes.

Starting my day and ending my week feeling ahead of the game.