Wednesday, May 28, 2003
Just got off a really bad flight. I used to think bad flights were ones that had the passengers applauding when we landed. However, I have some new criteria. For the first time, I started thinking about retiring from all of this based upon the awful turbulence. Sadly, this was a really short flight from Dallas to Houston, which usually lasts less than an hour. One more day in Houston, and then it's onward to San Antonio. See you later.
Saturday, May 24, 2003
And so I returned. I finally made it home from Minneapolis, and before I head out to Dallas on Monday, I thought I'd say hello to all of my readers out there. It was an unusual week, as I was in the same hotel for three nights earlier this week in Baltimore, and three more nights in Minneapolis. I acutally started to get used to the bed. Anyhow, by standing still for a few minutes, I also noticed that my momentum started to slow down a little, which might not be a bad thing. I'll let you know during my tour of Texas next week. I'll be reporting from either Dallas, Houston, or San Antonio. I'm getting tired just thinking about it. I've got to visit my bed, which I haven't seen in quite a while, so I'll see you next time.
Monday, May 19, 2003
I've been in Baltimore, Maryland, since Sunday night -- well, rather, reaaaaaaaly early Monday morning. It's nice to be in the same hotel for a few days. I'm visiting various places around Maryland for the next couple of days. The Baltimore airport is really an unfriendly place for luggage. A strange woman, who was obviously a leisure traveler was being very obnoxious in baggage claim, and I stopped short of telling her off. Advice of the day: Don't mess with me after fourteen hours of travel. I think I crossed the country a few too many times in the last couple of weeks, as noted by the discovery of a few more gray hairs on my head than last week.
Thursday, May 15, 2003
Once again, I crossed the country to land in Portland, Oregon. About five thousand miles in less than thirty-six hours. Not bad. At least I'm here for a couple of days. I think age is catching up with me, though. I had a couple of interesting experiences on the last few flights, so I think it's time to update a few of my editorials. I'll work on that soon. Talk to all of you later.
Wednesday, May 14, 2003
Well, I made it to Boston, which is my intermediate stop on the way to Portland. No, not Portland, Maine -- I mean Portland, Oregon. And yes, I just flew in from Phoenix. I had one of those travel days, complete with the usual flogging from the good old TSA. I think it's time to start writing yet another editorial about this. However, I'm really tired, and I have to be up in another few hours, so I guess I should get some sleep. Good night.
...and the adventure continues from Phoenix, Arizona. After a quick stop at home, I hopped another plane to get here. After a brief flogging at the airport, it was a relatively rough flight without any major incident. At least this time, I had a nice dinner. That's something I might not be able to do during the rest of the week. I'm off to Boston later on Wednesday afternoon, so I'll sign off for now.
Sunday, May 11, 2003
I'm reporting from Columbus, Ohio. It was a bit of a rough trip, thanks to the weather, and the fact that I got stuck in one of those nasty coach seats with no leg room. Bear in mind that I am a relatively short person, and when I complain about leg room, it's really got to be bad. I got in really late, too. It was another one of those microwaveable burritos for me tonight. One of these days, the airlines really need to start feeding us more than peanuts when we cross the country (or at least more than two time zones).