Interesting to see the efforts being taken to prevent social media and the internet in general from ‘spoiling’ the ending to Lost this Sunday.  I don’t watch Lost and don’t really care, but can substitute in the recent Olympics coverage and appreciate the concern.  There were several winter Olympics events I didn’t watch when NBC finally broadcast them in the Pacific Time Zone (the same time zone as the actual event by the way) because there was no suspense and the outcome was known.

I don’t turn off the internet when major media events are known to be working their way through the time zones.  I’ve lived most of my life in California and spent too many years having the accept the East Coast programming mentality that live really means three-hour tape delays.  National call-in shows don’t care about West Coast views, and talk shows can easily spend a whole hour talking in the future tense about something that actually happened an hour ago, sometime even on the same network. Thinking they can even move the sun and the stars by their commands, networks continue to show awards shows in Los Angeles “live”  in daylight long after the sun has set in San Diego.

If ABC really cared about making Lost suspenseful for West Coast viewers they’d figure out a way to broadcast it at the same time as on the East Coast.  Substitute CBS and Survivor or NBC and Olympics to fit your personal tastes.  That they refuse to, but rather blame the lack of suspense on websites and social media that transmit news instantly, is just a sign of disrespect for the viewers west of the Rockies.  It certainly isn’t a reason for me to adjust my life for their failure accept reality.

Traffic spiked on the law firm website Tuesday.  Didn’t really think about it, but it was interesting to see a whole bunch of searches on my full name.  The given name, not the familiar Chuck.  

Then this afternoon I got some e-mails through an e-mail address posted at KPBS, where I still post at Citizen Voices on election issues.  

Apparantly I have the same name as some kid in Ohio who is suspected of starting that nasty rumor about Sarah Palin and her baby.

For the record, I’ve never posted anything at DailyKOS, and certainly don’t have the time or energy to make up some fake persona and do posts at yet another website.  I have enough trouble keeping this site and beachlaw semi-current, keeping my wonderful editor at KPBS happy, and doing the work that pays some of the bills around here.  Not to mention maintaining my tanlines, planning a wedding reception and obeying the puppy’s every command.

Ohio rings a bell though.  Columbus, Ohio.  I think I flew over that state once or twice in the old days.  I suspect plastic crack has come to life and is running amock, trying to cause the collapse of our civilization as we know it.  That or a Hoont has just virtually nipped me.  Just kidding – I know the Hoont wouldn’t do that.  Must be the crack.

Work’s been keeping me otherwise occupied, I’m really tired of hearing about Michael Phelps, and the broadcast wing of NBC needs to start treating non-Easterners with just a bit of respect, but I caught my third water polo game of the Olympics last night, watching USA squeak out a win in a nail-biter with Italy, and loved it.  Even with the less than ideal video quality, live streaming video so beats tape-delayed and edit-butchered network feeds.

The opposite extreme was last night’s broadcast of select clips of the men’s 10m sychronized diving.  Some of the competing pairs were never shown at all, and while the winner was a surprise (kinda) I’d been texted the news on how the USA placed hours before the broadcast.

Maybe for 2012 we’ll finally be ready for an all sport, all live, internet-based Olympic coverage, with some network (or YouTube) doing a nightly recap.  But then how would bloody dictatorships get their social fluff broadcast to the world under the guise of ‘news’?

We’re number two (tied with Boston)!

Haven’t really thought about broadband availability in a long time, and have kinda fallen into the mindset of thinking that what we have here is normal.  As the article says, it’s cheap here; as the article doesn’t say, it’s because there’s a lot of competition for your business here.

But here’s my question: if San Diego is second in the country for having in-home broadband connections by having 61% of the households wired, and the national average is only 49%, what is the excuse of those communities in the 40% range? 

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen any arguments on designing sites for a 56K audience, and notice more and more sites clogging up even my cable modem speeds.  Curious how the 39% are handling Web 2.0, or whatever we’re calling it these days.

Good weekend including the Cirque du Soleil Corteo show here in San Diego and a great breakfast with an old friend. 

Lousy Monday with a lot of rain and a router upgrade that’s fighting back.  Even though the symptoms don’t make any sense to me, the common denominator in all our recent internet problems seems to be the wireless router, upgrading the software seems to have made things worse, and replacement looks to be cheaper than having someone come by to confirm the diagnosis.

My internet connection’s been spotty for over a week now, and charting the fingerpointing of diagnosis and responsibility looks like the flowing arms of some hindu god. Then tonight the TV dropped dead. Just dead, not even a nice shower of sparks. Dead.

On a related note, local bureaucrats made their way down some list yesterday and let me volunteer to work the upcoming election. Chuckie’s going to bring democracy to North County. I’m going to be the Touchscreen Inspector for my little precinct. The way things are going though that might mean Dick Cheney will get California’s democratic delegates.
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Limited internet access for the last week or so has probably been good for me, especially since I’ve been reading and finally started getting to the gym again, something that slipped over the holidays.  The jolt to the system from going luke-warm turkey reminds me of what’s supposed to be important.

But on a borrowed connection this morning I saw this.  Even the worst addict respects quality stuff.  Maybe I can’t always hold out for the best, but I know it’s out there and I want it.

And to be candid, despite my good intentions, I like it when my addictions are enabled.  It helps me rationalize my own inability to say no.  So please feed the monkeys on my back, just do it with quality stuff.