DTV switchover- A Really BIG Deal!

This morning I perused the headlines about meaningful(ok, some more than others) topics such as the continued violence in Israel, the continuing case of Blagojevich, and Sam Adams sex life, when something caught my eye: "Senate Ok's 4-month delay to DTV switchover". Some notable soundbites include:

"Monday's Senate vote is a big victory for the Obama administration and
Democrats in Congress, who have been pushing for a delay amid growing
concerns that too many Americans won't be ready for the currently scheduled
Feb. 17 changeover."

"Delaying the upcoming DTV switch is the right thing to do," said Senate
Commerce Committee Chairman Jay Rockefeller, D-W.Va., author of the bill to
push back the deadline. "I firmly believe that our nation is not yet ready
to make this transition at this time."

I understand that after the election of the first African-American President, and one that speaks with such grand rhetoric that we have been hearing such bold language, but does the transition to digital TELEVISION require it?

Perhaps I'm just bitter because the transition effects me very little, much of the media I consume is on the internet, and the TV I do watch is cable. Then there is the incessant ads for the transitions, mostly hocking the government coupon for analog converters. I was very much looking forward to the end of these ads especially because the airspace freed up from TV would go to meaningful services such as an interoperable emergency communications bandwidth, which to me is FAR more important than TV.
The only that makes me laugh harder than the image of what might happen if some Americans didn't have TV for a few days is the fact that it was passed by a unanimous vote, if only more issues were a bipartisan issue (healthcare anyone?).

God Forbid Americans be without Real Housewives of Orange County for just one second.

Agggg Traffic.

I haven't seen traffic this bad on the I-5 for a while, should make the trip home a little than longer than usual, pray I make Happy Hour!

Yeah, I'm kinda a big deal.

This is me in the new University of Portland Commercial. I love how cheesy it is, but at least I knocked Justus off for token Murse of the School of Nursing.



The guy who directed it was ridiculous.. . .. "Can we put some more stuff on the monitor?" "I don't feel enough compassion coming from you guys."
I'm just glad he didn't make us suit up in isolation gear, that would have been attractive.

Halloween

Every year I am forced to make a decision regarding my halloween costume. And every year I find myself vacillating between several options that I'm sure will put me into the upper-echelons of awesome costumes. But what usually happens is a costume that is thrown together moments before the event that ends up looking like a too-ripe cadaver.

However, this year will be different.....I'm determined to put some thought into a costume that will enjoy the praise and accolades of my Nursing cohorts.

Here it is...

I know what you're thinking. What the hell is that? Its called a Pyxis machine.......Probably my favorite machine in the hospital....I mean it does dispense the medications.. In this case alcohol (sorry it would take too much work to fill the bins with an assortment of recreational substances)

What do you think?

the long stalemate

Goodmorning April, how's it?

So as the month change, so do the dominant feelings. No longer am I concentrated on trudging through the dark days of Spring term and concerning myself with making appointments, having commitments and surviving another rotation. My view has changed to enjoying what little time I have left with John before graduation and getting moved out of this House and into one with much better karma and personalities.

The house started as a dream. An impossibly palatial house for college students, and as the days wind down I am excited to leave a surround myself with new things. I think about what could have been and know this summer will be magical.

I see the light at the end of the tunnel and focus on spending time with the people here I love instead of simply making appointments with them. Forcing them out of normal communication into really talking about the soul. I grow so weary of the scant encounters and want people who put as much into me as I put into them.