Becoming illegal
I got this over email today. Don’t know if it’s true, but it sure is funny: Becoming Illegal (Actual letter from an Iowa resident and sent to his senator) The Honorable Tom Harkin 731 Hart Senate Office Building … Continue reading
I got this over email today. Don’t know if it’s true, but it sure is funny: Becoming Illegal (Actual letter from an Iowa resident and sent to his senator) The Honorable Tom Harkin 731 Hart Senate Office Building … Continue reading
If Newsweek represents the average or majority view in America, I find myself at odds with my fellow Americans. This may raise the question of what it really means to be American, which might be better left to another discussion. This week, Newsweek’s website featured an article titled “You Opened … Continue reading
When people get older, conversation tends to shift to the price of gas and their health problems. This is not about the price of gas. I’m not going to get into every detail of everything related to my medical history (of course), but today’s story doesn’t strike me as essentially … Continue reading
Yesterday was a frustrating day. I was scheduled for a 9:00 a.m. departure from Jerez (near Rota) to Madrid, to Frankfurt to Leipzig. That’s already too many connections for such a short distance. But, of course, nothing goes as planned with me at work. As soon as I stepped out … Continue reading
At long last, I have a chance to write about my trip to Cappadocia. It took me quite a while to get the pictures organized and posted, but I finally figured it out. You can see them all here. Before I begin, I should introduce you to the cast. Sean … Continue reading
It’s official. I’m going 0 for 6 this month for on-time performance. My last two legs are already delayed and it’s still a day and a half before departure. Great stuff. For those keeping track, that’s 5 legs on time as originally scheduled in 7 months of bidlines. By the … Continue reading
Breaking up is hard to do. We’ve had an epic eight days together. First, we were acquaintances, assembled half way around the world by some form of fate. Then, we did everything together – ate, drank, slept (but not very much), talked, walked, flew, rode in taxis and buses, made … Continue reading
Ironically, Michael Buble’s Home was playing as I start this entry, not at the end of a trip (when I really need to go home), but at the beginning of it. The last week or so has been so busy I haven’t hardly had time to breathe. While it has … Continue reading