Who in the world repairs the appliances on an airplane?

Sitting in an aisle seat at 20,000 feet I find myself wondering, Who in the world repairs the appliances on an airplane? I guess more importantly, can you really call them appliances? I always envision them to be like the small kitchenettes in motor homes.

Oh. Crap. I did it again, didn’t I? Right. I suppose if I’m going to be making these visits over here, I should let you know a little about me. So, let’s get to that, shall we?


Well, my name is Todd. I’m a writer and author. One just means that I write as often as I breathe (and in truth would probably die if I stopped doing either of those things). And the other means that somewhere along the line I got paid for the first thing. At least that’s how I envision the blurred line between the two very similar words. My first two books could be considered Urban Fantasy. The one I’m working on currently is definitely more in the science-fiction realm. I grew up loving science-fiction, mostly because I always dreamt that one day the fiction would be a reality.


I’m still waiting on my jetpacks—I’m  looking squarely at you, Flash Gordon and Hanna-Barbara.


I know you’re asking yourself what is with these little random bits and baubles on the blog?  


Well, honestly, I think it’s really just to give you a break from the norm. How many other repair sites have a blog, let alone have random drive-by postings from some writer who really doesn’t know much at all about appliance repair? From my extensive online research into the subject, I can tell you, it’s not many. In fact, Appliance Rescue Service Dallas, this site you’re currently pursuing, may be the only one. In the whole wide world wide web.

It’s OK. The great thing about a company like Appliance Rescue Service Dallas  is that I don’t have to be an expert on appliance repair. They are. That’s why you call them. It leaves me free to write.


Which is what I’m doing.  On a plane. On the way to Denver.

I’m an IT guy by day. By night, I’m a writer as well as a pretty wicked dancer.


So, tell me, frequent fliers of fine appliancey-type blogs, what kinds of things do you long for from the realm of science-fiction? You know jetpacks are my jam. I’m also pretty keen on time travel. My current work in progress (which is referred to by many writers as their WIP) deals with time travel. There’s some time travel, some spicy romance action, some intrigue, and some suspense.

The cool thing about sci-fi is that as a writer, I can take something that exists today and think about the craziest evolution possible. Example. I’m sitting in a big metal tube hurling through the skies penning this little ditty on an iPad using a bluetooth keyboard. Think about that. 150 years ago when the first typewriters starting hitting the scene, THEY were the science fiction.

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Now, take that typewriter from 200 years ago and you can see that sci-fi thread. How would that look?

Imagine a day when your typewriter fits into a bag. Sure, this baby was considered a portable, but could you fit it in any of your bags today?

In fact, picture the day when you will only carry the keys of your typewriter on a board. When the pressing of the keys will cause the letters to appear, almost quicker than you think them, on to an illuminated glass square that will also fit into your bag. Or even your pocket.


Sounds pretty miraculous, doesn’t it? I mean, sure, it’s just what I said it was, a bluetooth keyboard typing onto a tablet, but it’s still science fiction. As you look around you, take a moment and appreciate that the life you’re living was once science fiction. Computers that were once the size of entire buildings are now sitting on your wrist.  Not to mention, wrist-born communications that would make Dick Tracy jealous. What? You don’t know who Dick Tracy is? Oh man…you need to look that up. And NOT the Warren Beatty movie. Go old school, to the comics.


Alright, I think I’ve taken enough of your day.  Remind me to tell you next time about my love of typewriters. Like this little beauty.  It’s a Remington 10. Doesn’t she look like she belongs on a spaceship? Talk about your science fiction. Can you imagine telling the Egyptians or Greeks that there would one day be a device that would deliver uniform lettering on sheets of papyrus pressed thinner than they could dream of? I mean such nonsense might get you killed. But luckily, we have them. Typewriters. The wave of the future. But that, dear readers, is a story for another time.


Oh…and if you hurry, you can still scroll down and catch that blog post on the perfect way to bake cookies!!

Until next time, it’s your friendly neighborhood writer-man, signing off.

Have an awesomesauce day!!

-Todd, your friendly, neighborhood Writer-Man!

 

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