This is our low tech solution to mobile blogging. Michael texts me a picture, and tells me to “blog”.
He’s actually been requesting for about 6 days now, but I’ve held off. Its his blog, and I always feel a bit trespassy when I come over here and type. (although I have no problems making various changes to everything else on this blog, like, check out the new whole roll)
And, his descriptions for what I need to blog about are one or two words at best. The complications of text messaging has reduced a man of too many words, and even more opinions, to the literal equivalent of a burp.
So, here are his burps.
I recieved this picture with the text “crazy“. That could mean either that a) Something crazy is happening up ahead, but we can’t see it because of the crappy cameraphone or b) that Michael is crazy and how the hell did he end up in Pennsylvania so soon after promising himself not to return.
Next I received this picture of what appears to be the PA Lightning kids taking a nature break next to a funeral home. Michael’s accompanying text simply said “racin“. I suppose there is some deep philosophical message here.
This picture came with a much longer message of “Call me when u get a chance. Hard day today. Stupid dangerous, but all ok.” However, there is nothing dangerous in the picture (other than holding on to a car, but thats not even anything to write home about, much less text with two fingers and a numeric keyboard). Just a very happy, very big, german kid.
This one came with the message “Landis ruling today?” The question of Landis’ guilt or innocence has been reduced to a sophmorish practical joke played on the ZTeam.
And now, Michael is probably in Iowa somewhere. Seems as if he is doing Cal Giant the favor of driving the berry mobile back home to Watsonville. I expect to maybe get a few more random burps until then.

June 30th, 2008 at
what made you give in???
you could get him an iPhone…
June 30th, 2008 at
Blackberry Bold!!
June 30th, 2008 at
right…I fogot that someone doesn’t like apple things…
June 30th, 2008 at
good lord! driving all the way across? doesn’t that take like 8 or 9 or 12 days or something?
June 30th, 2008 at
he should be able to set up mobile blog capability to send pics and writings from his Cell… Fun stuff.
June 30th, 2008 at
Its not the capability, its the typing. Typing on a razr sucks. It takes me like 10 minutes to write one word. But then again, I am not a 15 year old.
June 30th, 2008 at
if he avoids highways, it says “2,710 mi – about 2 days 7 hours”
June 30th, 2008 at
and sabine, thanks for fixing that whole roll thing too! i used to avoid that thing cause it hurt so much.
now it’s a nice easy scan to my favorite readings.
July 1st, 2008 at
yes, blogroll looks really good…and marscat is back…yay!
July 1st, 2008 at
Dang, if I would have known he’d be in Iowa I would have had him crash at the farm and my parents could have made him homemade ice cream and stuff.
July 2nd, 2008 at
hmmm. puzzles
I think first pic is somewhere in eastern/ central PA probably around lancaster-ish. sometimes known by locals as “gods country” because of the hills and farms and greenness and puffy clouds and general old school jesus lov’n granola factor. Sabine this is a camera phone equiv of a hug.
“crazy”. did you see the size of that bug splatter on the windshield. ya.
“racin” is the PA lightning team sprinting out off a pee stop to get away from the toothless tank top wearing mortician with a pump shotgun full of rock salt that he uses whenever dem damn queer city folks come and disrespect his ass stablishment.
“stupid dangerous”… did you look at the picture of that guy. stupid and …. (ok ok, i have no idea who that is but the slimjim hanging out of his mouth does him no favors)
“landis” well the guy is obviously looking for new business opportunities.
ok, that is my redneck interpretation of photo’s from PA.
hi Mike!
July 2nd, 2008 at
Sabine, you’re too funny. Thanks for updating us. Don’t forget http://www.melisssasanborn.com!
July 2nd, 2008 at
oops with one too many ssss’s
that’s http://www.melissasanborn.com.