Ugh. I'm so old... I got pissed off last night since a football game delayed the start of 60 Minutes. Well, I don't watch that show very often, but since Bob Woodward was on, I figured I should catch it. I can just blame it on my political streak.
So, should I buy the book? Maybe. The excerpts I've read so far don't really surprise me. But heck, I hardly read books these days. The stuff seemed well-written, so it'd be enjoyable to just see how Woodward puts things together. I like to think that I'm not half-bad at writing, but there are folks out there who are much better at it.
On a completely unrelated note, I watched Blackadder Back & Forth this morning. Kate Moss as Maid Marian? Hah, she actually looked good! Yeah, the modeling world baffles me...
Okay, the study doesn't say that (and actually, I suspect that NewsHour wins that one), but it certainly seems to be true when you consider that The Daily Show often has 1/3 to 1/2 less time per half hour to do "reporting" because of the tail-end interview (though sometimes it's a political guest).
If you need me to draw the conclusion here, it's that the "real" news organizations have been doing a crappy job. But you already knew that.
In other news, the concept of Limbo is going away. Rather than endorse birth control, just rearrange the netherworld. Easy peasy.
So, Spamalot is coming to town in July and August 2007. Tickets went on sale this morning at 8 AM. Of course, there were some folks who were there before 6 (and there may have been people sleeping out there overnight), but I figured I could get there a little after 8 and be okay. Um, no. I showed up at about 8:20 by my reckoning (I would have been earlier if all of the street parking hadn't been taken up), but more than 450 people had gotten there before me, and at the time they were serving people with numbers around 60 to 80.
I was shocked that there was such a huge gap, but I figured it was still doable. Well, not really. They managed to get about 100 people through per hour, but that was about it. Then, of course, the phone and Internet sales opened up at noon. The line started moving slower and slower, then finally stopped at 12:30. After "rebooting the server" for an hour, they finally gave up and put together some forms for the rest of us waiting in line where we gave preferences on date, time, and price range. Presumably someone from the Ordway will give me a call tomorrow with info on whether we (er, my mom, dad, brother, and I) can get anything or not.
So, we've apparently had North Korea do a nuclear test in the last 24 hours. Slashdot noted the USGS "earthquake" event (I couldn't quite figure out how to link to it directly, so you have to click on the little square). They're calling it a magnitude 4.2, occurring at 01:35:27 UTC (that'd be 8:35:27 PM CDT last night, though I'm not sure if that's detected time or assumed event time). One giveaway that it wasn't an earthquake is the depth: essentially zero. I would imagine that they did an underground test, but earthquakes usually occur many miles below ground, so a depth of zero kilometers/miles could easily be a few hundred feet underground.
So, uh, remember in the run-up to the Iraq war where people said "North Korea is a few years away from getting the bomb." And here we are, a few years later.
[Edit 12:53 PM: Looks like this is the test site.]
According to GasBuddy/TwinCitiesGasprices.com, it looks like the national average price for gasoline ticked upwards very, very slightly yesterday. That's the first time since early August. Gas prices fell faster in the Twin Cities than in most places, so the local market slowly started returning to its normal pattern about a month ago. Hard to say where things will go from here—I don't know if it's bottomed out for the time being, or if the price decline has just slowed down for a while. But, I suspect that the national uptick might have something to do with worries about North Korea.
Hmm. There I go, pretending to know stuff about things again. Nah, disregard that last bit. I don't want to be like a TV "analyst."
You'd think that Amtrak would have estimated arrival times on their website, but they don't.
Well, I'll have to write something about my experiences going on the train to Milwaukee and Chicago this past weekend, but for now I'll just point at my photo gallery.
Alrighty, I guess I'm in the mood to talk about my Milwaukee and Chicago trip, so I may as well start on it.
I had to get up early on October 12th so I'd be prepared to get on the train. I took the #3 and #87 bus routes to get to Midway Station from my apartment. I figured I was going to be pretty early, since the scheduled time for bus 87 was something like 7:11 AM while the train isn't scheduled to pull out until 7:50 (well, as of October 2006 anyway). So, I was a bit surprised when I saw the train waiting to get through a rail yard just as the 87 bus was passing over the tracks south of Energy Park Drive.
A few minutes later, I got off the bus and started walking to the station. I saw the Empire Builder was just pulling in, so I guess it must have been on time or very close to it. Amazing, considering that it had come from Portland and Seattle (two trains combine into one in Spokane, WA), though it does have periodic "service stops" which take half an hour or 45 minutes, which is built-in buffer time. St. Paul is the last service stop before reaching Chicago.
I waited around for a while and gave my parents a call before boarding. The procedure is quite different for a train versus a plane: You don't need to do an initial check-in, unless you have big baggage that needs to be checked. But, carry-on requirements are less strict on the train, so few people need it. Since this is a long-distance route, we had to show our tickets before boarding, but that isn't always the case for trains. There wasn't any baggage screening, and nobody showed their ID as far as I'm aware.
The person at the counter handed me a slip with "MKE" printed on it as he handed back my ticket stub, and told me the number of the train car to get on. Well, I think he said "17, three cars to the left", but that's actually the last two digits of the car number—"8217" would be the whole number, if I remember right. Anyway, I got on the passenger car and followed the lead of the guy in front of me. There's a shelf area near the entrance for bigger bags that you don't want to lug upstairs, though most items could fit upstairs if need be. There are a few rows of seats on the lower level of the car (a "Superliner"), something like twelve or sixteen seats total, but most of the seating is upstairs.
I came upstairs and then proceeded to get very confused. For this train, you are assigned a car, but not a seat. My ticket had a "28" on it, but even as I tried to sit in seat 28, I knew that this wasn't really correct. 28 is the train number—specifically, the train that came from Portland. The 8 train comes from Seattle (correspondingly, the westbound trains are 7 and 27). Well, that took a little getting used to. Also, it's worth noting that there were a lot of people already on the train when it got there. It's obvious if you think about it, but I'm so accustomed to getting on a plane which is empty to start off with.
Anyway, eventually I moved back a seat when a couple came onboard and I figured they should sit a little closer together rather than kitty-corner. It was pretty obvious from looking around the cabin, but eventually the stewardess tasked with our car came by and had everyone put their three-letter ticket up above their seat along the aisle. This helps them make sure you get off at the correct stop, especially for those late-night runs. So, future Amtrak travelers, the way to find an open seat is to look for ones that don't have the tickets hanging above them (though you might be sneaky and find one with the three-letter code for the stop you got on at, since those folks have just left and the ticket hasn't been pulled down yet).
We pulled out at 7:50, right on time. I enjoyed the ride down quite a bit, especially the early part as we followed the Mississippi River south from the Twin Cities to La Crosse. There are places where the train is running 70 mph just a few feet from the water, so it's pretty amazing to see a huge body of water off to the left and then have the high bluffs of the Mississippi gorge off to the right. I was also pleased to see that the train was fairly quiet. Definitely much better than a plane, though there was still fan noise from the HVAC system. I also noticed that it's probably best to sit near the center of a train car (at least if you're on the top level), since the doors can let in a lot of noise when they're opened as people walk forward and back. Another thing I noticed was a quiet sort of "chucka-chucka-chucka" noise that I didn't expect, since it seemed more evocative of steam trains. My best guess is that it comes from slightly worn-down wheels that aren't completely round anymore, making noise as they roll along the track.
The seats also had a huge amount of legroom compared to a plane or even most cars. You can recline most or all of the way and barely bother the person behind you, plus there is a leg rest that comes up from your seat and a footrest that pulls down from the seat in front of you. I'd hate to be stuck in one for the whole trip from Chicago out to the coast, but it's quite nice for a day trip like mine.
Unfortunately, the train ended up running slow for a while. I'm not exactly sure when we started running behind, but by the time we got to Wisconsin Dells, it was about an hour late. I think the train made up some time between there and Milwaukee, but it still arrived 45 minutes late (for long trips, Amtrak considers anything within 30 minutes of the schedule to be "on time", so no, it wasn't even "on time for Amtrak", but it wasn't hours late like people have seen in some cases). But, I didn't really mind that the train ran late, since it meant that I didn't have to mill around wasting time before I checked in at my hotel. It was only about four blocks away, actually closer than I had anticipated.
The next day, after visiting the Milwaukee Art Museum (very futuristic architecture on the new bit), I took the Hiawatha train from Milwaukee to Chicago. This was different from the Empire Builder in several ways. First off, there weren't any reserved seats or cars, and I didn't show my ticket until after the train left the station. There wasn't even a specific day or time on my ticket! It's almost a commuter line, so the seats are closer together, meaning less legroom. These train cars also only had one level, and were designed to run bi-directionally (half the seats faced one direction, while half faced the other—two sets of seats in the middle were arranged to face each other). The heavy baggage storage area was less obvious to me on that one, but it still existed behind the rear-most or forward-most seats.
Since the Hiawatha only has a few stops between Milwaukee and Chicago, the conductor and stewards didn't bother writing down the destination for most people, though a small strip of leftover paper from the ticket was put up next to people who were getting off at one of the intermediate stops (most people just went all the way to Chicago).
When I arrived at Chicago's Union Station, I was pretty surprised by the layout. Chicago is a "big" station for the United States, but it felt tiny in comparison to an airport. Well, the big main hall was kind of blocked off, which was a disappointment, but it only took two or three minutes to get from one concourse to the other. Heh, I got out so fast that I forgot to get my visitor pass for the Chicago transit system, so I had to go back in and get one (I mistakenly paid for the $12 3-day pass, though I could have gone for the two-day one. I figured that I'd be in town for parts of three days, but the three-day pass is valid for 72 hours after you start using it...)
For my return trip, I ended up getting just as confused. The various train tracks are numbered, so I was confused when the arrival/departure TV said "Gate B". It turns out that Amtrak has some lounges for people to congregate in before boarding the trains. I'm just glad I figured that out before it was too late.
Anyway, I boarded the train again and tried to be smart by sitting on the right-hand side. I figured this would put me closer to the Mississippi as we headed north, but then I did a quick calculation in my head and realized it would be completely dark by then. And wow, did it get dark. With roads, there's usually some light somewhere, coming from houses or cars or street lighting. But the train lines have virtually zero lighting. Must be scary to be the engineer on one of those things zipping through the middle of nowhere late at night.
Another thing that people noticed was that cell phone reception is pretty bad on the train. That might partially be due to the fact that the metal skin of the train cars has a Faraday cage effect, but I'm sure that the cell companies focus on the Interstates rather than rail lines when figuring out tower placement... I want to see that Verizon guy try to make a call in the middle of Montana...
Oh, and on my way back, I made a dinner reservation. Breakfast and lunch are usually first-come, first-serve, but they take names for supper. I ended up sitting next to three other people from the Cities. Two had visited the Milwaukee Art Museum and the third works for the Minneapolis Institute of Art, so we talked art a fair bit. Of course, we also talked about the train and how we were all essentially trying to support a form of transportation that nearly got killed off in the U.S.
Back in my coach seat, I was sitting next to a lady who got on in Columbus, Wisconsin (that's the stop nearest Madison). I think it was her first train trip in decades, but she compared it very favorably to the bus which she had taken before. She said it cost about the same too, though maybe the comparison is a bit closer for seniors. There's much more space, you can walk around, there's an observation car, there's a dining car, the train doesn't lurch as much as a bus, etc.
Anyway, it was nice to finally go on a legitimate inter
citystate train trip in the U.S. and see how everything works. Sure, the thing stops once every half hour or so, but the non-service stops go by very fast in most cases. If they can run more often and just a little bit faster (with better priority compared to freight trains), then many more people would choose the train over their cars. If it can go a lot faster, many people would choose it over a plane. It'll be a miracle if I see that happen between the Twin Cities and Chicago in my lifetime, though.
If they do it, they'll probably have to move the stop to one or both of the downtowns. That was one very interesting thing about going to Milwaukee and Chicago—both stations were right in or near the downtown districts (Chicago's Union Station is only two blocks from the Sears Tower, for crying out loud). The current Midway station in St. Paul is weird since it's halfway between the downtowns and not really within walking distance of anything interesting.
I went to see Sweet Land at Har Mar today. It was a bit strange since I didn't get a normal ticket, but one of those simple types that you get at a raffle or something. I'm not sure if it was just for that movie or not—the ticket stubs may have been using a color code. Their register may have been down, and they might not be bothered to fix it before the new theater complex opens at Rosedale.
Anyway, the most elderly people I've seen at a movie in a long time, probably even exceeding A Prairie Home Companion. Well, there's Norwegian and German dialogue in the movie without any subtitles. I was able to follow a little, but I'll have to watch the movie again if my fluency improves in the future.
Anyway, it is put together really well, and I'd rate it very highly. I think my only complaint is that it seemed a little too quaint in some aspects. But, someone working on the film must have had a yearning to see actually doing stuff in a movie, so an old (Model T?) Ford and a steam-tractor–thresher combo both got the star treatment. Well, they had to fake the steam train at the beginning of the movie, but that's okay.
Ever heard of "Bar Code, MN" before? Neither have I, but it exists in geographical databases for some reason, and it's right in St. Paul. The Flickr website has added "geotagging" to their list of features in the last few months, allowing users to give latitude and longitude coordinates to their photos (it's actually as simple as clicking and dragging putting an icon into the right spot on a map—no GPS required). Anyway, some photos taken in St. Paul have ended up being labeled as "Taken in Bar Code, Minnesota".
Flickr uses Yahoo! Maps for their engine. Bar Code is also a recognized place according to Google Maps. I'm curious how that exists in whatever database they use when places like Hader and Salem Corners can't be found by typing their names into the search bar (though they do exist when you zoom in on the map, interestingly enough..).
Anyway, doing a normal Google web search, I found some other things that must be using the same database of place names that Google and Yahoo! use, but nothing that really explains what's happening. For instance, you can get help moving to Bar Code, although I guess the links for looking up foreclosures and finding female roommates in the city have gone 404. There you go—an imaginary town to go with your imaginary girlfriend.
Hmm, as an experiment, I think I'm going to write a letter to "Postmaster, Bar Code, MN 55172".
At least twice in the past year, I've heard celebrities use the phrase "would that we could." What the heck does that mean? I haven't been able to find a good definition of the idiom (or is it some other class of figures of speech?)