Blog by Sumana Harihareswara, Changeset founder

04 Jan 2002, 6:47 a.m.

This morning on Morning Edition -- gee, it feels like…

Hi, reader. I wrote this in 2002 and it's now more than five years old. So it may be very out of date; the world, and I, have changed a lot since I wrote it! I'm keeping this up for historical archive purposes, but the me of today may 100% disagree with what I said then. I rarely edit posts after publishing them, but if I do, I usually leave a note in italics to mark the edit and the reason. If this post is particularly offensive or breaches someone's privacy, please contact me.

This morning on Morning Edition -- gee, it feels like a Saturday except they say it's a Friday -- Bob Edwards was interviewing Kenneth Turan and I never would have known that it was the Los Angeles Ogre except that I woke up in the middle of the interview and Edwards ID'd him again at the end.

You know what was a good movie beginning? Jurassic Park. That movie had a good beginning.

Yesterday I had one of the best ice-cream-eating experiences of my life. Leonard and I shared some mint chocolate chocolate chip at a Double Rainbow franchise and discussed the in-store music (piped-in radio). I made a case for the "yeah, yeah, yeah"s in "What if God Was One of Us?" (which I just realized whould be "What if God Were One of Us?").

The Richmond, CA BART station and the Richmond, CA Amtrak station are in the same building. Terrific, intuitive design. I didn't need directions from anyone or any maps to get from one to the other. And it makes carless travel much easier!

Amtrak.com, on the other hand, I can't wholeheartedly recommend. It won't let me log in; it just keeps returning me to the login page without telling me what went wrong. It forces me to go through too many screens and times out on processes on booking tickets.

During my "vacation," I hope to get some real writing done. Some of those columns I proposed for the Daily Cal before they rejected me, and an attempt at some fiction, perhaps a short story or short play.