Yes, I’ve been traveling for work this week. I just spent the last three days in San Francisco: Monday and Tuesday in the financial district and Wednesday at SFO. I have decided I travel too much, so I’m going to try for a new job that requires less travel. Maybe I’ll be a flight attendant.* […]
I have no idea what went wrong with the first aircraft of the morning, just the vague statement of “mechanical failure” from the gate attendant. So much for needing to arrive ninety minutes early. The second aircraft’s problem was obvious: a gaping hole in the side of the aircraft where the baggage loader was rammed […]
Can’t we all go home? I’m allergic to jail, too! . . . Cool, Paris is getting a new fashion accessory! I suppose the ankle bracelet would’ve been the better choice from the beginning, but you really look tougher on crime when you throw someone like her in jail for a bit. I’m guessing the […]
Ah!- wonderful, thundering storm bountiful, incontinent sky! We have rain, glorious wonderful rain! Now this is the weather I like, nice and cool. Sure, we won’t be in the pool anytime soon, but my Scottish heritage sings out with joy, knowing I don’t have to pay to water my lawn for a few days. They […]
Not much to say (but is there ever?). It was hot, miserably hot this weekend. The new filter for the pool was a good investment — fighting 103° f in a green pool would’ve been a bit less enjoyable. Still, it was hot enough that I didn’t have to dig the new trench to reroute […]
You’d think a phone company would know how to connect a call, wouldn’t you? If so, you’d be mistaken. I canceled my second phone line today, or at least I hope I did. It’s hard to tell with Verizon. My first attempt seemed to go well until they put me on hold to contact the […]
Be warned: This is not a face you want to see while eating. I have no idea what sort of diplomat he was, nor what his qualifications are for running the World Bank. I do know, however, that flipping the page of my morning paper and having him staring back at me as I tried […]
Friday morning, time to go home. Yes, it’s much too early to be up, but I can’t sleep. The people are nice, but I do not like the South. Too humid. Too southern. The ice cream has ice crystals in it. Hmmm, maybe that last one is just a Hilton thing. I’ve lived in Georgia […]
I woke up this morning to the smell of smoke. No alarms, just smoke. It was worse in the hallways. A little nervous, I went outside. Ah, good, it’s only a forest fire. My hotel isn’t burning, just Georgia. It’s the little things in life that fill me with joy. Now if I could find […]
Two beers and a bloody mary later and he wanders to the bank of elevators, waiting patiently for the cars to arrive for the short ride up. Four stories, that’s all. Schindler’s lift again. Like the Burbank Airport Marriott, the world’s slowest elevator is in use. The stairs would be quicker, but being both stubborn […]
