SCARY STUFF SEEN OUT OF THE CORNER OF MY EYE DEPT.
From the Fox News crawl: US AND CANADIAN TROOPS EXCHANGE FIRE...
Oh, no, has it really come to this? I mean, I know Canada is chronically resentful of its rich, self-satisfied, often obnoxious neighbor to the south, which lures away all Canada's film stars and tries to impose its own crass bourgeois media culture on the unspoiled and peaceful Canucks, but shouldn't there have been at least some efforts at diplomacy before the shooting started?
...WITH POCKETS OF AL QAEDA RESISTANCE...
Oh. Darn, got to learn to finish reading stuff before jumping to conclusions.
LET US NOW BASH FAMOUS HOTELS DEPT.
The Hyatt Regency at the San Francisco Embarcadero has huge amounts of style. My room is tastefully appointed in well-coordinated earth tones and subtle, sensuous textures. Rich wood paneling and large fabric plaques adorn the wall behind the bed. The furniture is heavy dark wood, in simple and elegant designs; no trace of the usual cheapo hotel particle-board core stuff. On the wall of my room, in place of the usual bad hotel art, there is a lovely and evocative b&w photograph of Golden Gate Park at sunrise, with fog drifting between the eucalyptus trees. The shampoo and conditioner in their little plastic tubes glisten like jewels, and share, with two carefully rolled white washcloths, a delicate raw wood rack that sits on the black marble counter.
There is no coffeepot.
The only table on which you can place a laptop is about six inches too high for comfortable typing, and a veritable invitation to carpel tunnel syndrome.
The only armchair, perfect for reading or using your laptop, is in a dim corner of the room with no light, or even an outlet.
The 'Late Night Dining' pages of the Guest Services flip-book say that room service is available until 1 am, but when I call at 12:15, "Oh, sorry sir, that's no longer correct, there is another page that we have diabolically hidden elsewhere in the flip-book that says that room service is only available until midnight. Guests are expected to read the Guest Services book from cover to cover and memorize it upon arrival. There will be pop-quiz in the morning. Have a good night, sir!"
The front desk helpfully offers to give me the phone number of a local pizza place that will deliver to the hotel. Great, I'll just grab the hotel stationary and pen from the night stand to write it down...
No hotel stationary. Or pen. These are apparently things of the past.
The bottom line here is that the Hyatt has huge amounts of style, but pays inadequate attention to functionality. The lack of coffeepot with complimentary coffee, for example, which is almost standard in hotels nowadays: did the designer think that a Mr. Coffee would spoil the pure zen serenity of the room? I suspect. The room is fine if your trip to SF is meetings all day and partying all night, never having to actually do anything in your room except sleep. But for any other purpose, it's more user-unfriendly than it has to be.
hidarigawa == left side
saha == leftist faction
|Top radical is 'hand', bottom is 'work upon'. Henshall suggests taking the bottom element as representing a carpenter's square and remembering this kanji by: 'Left hand steadies carpenter's square'.|