Tag Archives: Dallas

Why, hello there

Today was a tired day.

I got home after midnight following a business trip to Dallas, and was too wired to sleep.  So I ended up only getting four hours.  That made Carla cranky.

Then I saw this guy.

king dukeKing Duke lives at The Gentle Barn, a nonprofit organization in San Clarita California that rescues, rehabilitates and gives sanctuary to severely abused animals.

I follow their work on Facebook and encourage you to give them a look as well.  It is inspiring.

And just one look from the King helped put my day back in the plus column.

Crushin’ it

I’ve never watched The Real Housewives of New Jersey. Or Beverly Hills. Or Atlanta or Dallas or Miami

Thank you, no.

But I’m pretty sure we have that reality show franchise to thank for the ‘Everyday Collection’ TV ad from Target.

Gotta love that ‘tude.

Thank you, Housewives.

Outage

I flew home from Dallas this morning and missed a horrifying event occurring on the ground:

 

TWITTER WENT DOWN.

 

 

Thank goodness I was cruising at 36,000 feet and chose not to spend $15.95 on the in-flight wifi (not two days in a row — no way, no how).  That made me blissfully unaware of the carnage below — the poor souls on their laptops and iPads, desperately needing to know what was trending and instead seeing:

“Users may be experiencing issues accessing Twitter. Our engineers are currently working to resolve the issue.”

How did they respond?  Sadly, we will never know, because you see…

Twitter was down.

Sleep easy

I had to set a really early alarm to catch my flight to Dallas this morning, and I actually slept until it went off.  My secret?

The Quil.

Usually if I have to get up super early for any reason, I wake up every hour on the hour to check and make sure I am not sleeping through my alarm.

It’s really annoying.

Then I’m awake before my alarm goes off and really tired from my night of no sleep.

But yesterday I had the beginnings of  a head cold.  And since I was taking DayQuil yesterday, I took NyQuil last night to complete the continuous cycle of medication I had started.  As a result, I slept like a baby…and seriously thought my smoke detector was beeping when I was jarred awake in the wee hours.

What have we learned?

NyQuil.  It’s not just for head colds anymore.

In good company

I made a new friend today in the Dallas-Fort Worth Airport.

We had electricity.

Actually, he did. He was seated next to an electrical outlet in the gate area, the only one I was able to find. And he wasn’t using it. If I wanted to, I was going to have to sit on the floor…or ask him to move down to the next open seat.

I asked and offered some candy as a bargaining chip. He said that ‘being nice’ was reward enough.

So I took his seat and charged my phone for the next hour. And I learned that he worked in Dallas and lived in Boston — where we were both headed — making the flight home every two-to-three weeks. Today he was going home for Father’s Day. His daughter was picking him up at the airport.

And when we eventually parted company to find our respective seats on the plane, I couldn’t help but think…

She’s one lucky girl.

Gift guide

To all travelers, business or pleasure:

I got a peek behind the curtain yesterday during my flight to Dallas.  Discovered something that can turn a cold, distant flight attendant into a friendly and engaged conversationalist.

Cookies

It’s as simple as that.

Two pilots were deadheading on my flight from New York City, and they were in the row in front of me.  After we achieved a ‘comfortable cruising altitude,’ the flight attendants started coming.  One by one.  Big smiles on their faces.  Gratitude on their lips.

All because one of the pilots brought the crew cookies when he boarded the plane.

With the rest of the passengers, the flight attendants were polite, but we didn’t get those genuine grins.  Or the frequent check-ins to see if we needed anything else.

I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised.  I’ve received a less effusive version of this treatment when I’ve given a flight attendant a magazine when I’m finished with it.  But yesterday I learned an important nuance:

Do it at the start of the flight.

There was an old man…

Happy Limerick Day!

We celebrate Limerick Day every May 12th in honor of Edward Lear, the English writer who is credited with making the art form popular.

In other words, for making every Tom, Dick and Harry think they can write poetry — way to go, Eddie!

In honor of the big day, I wrote a rather lame limerick myself:

My plane from Dallas was late
Yesterday would be the date
So today I am groggy
My head coarse and foggy
And my blog?  Well…it’s not so great.

See?  This is the type of ‘poetry’ that Edward unleashed on the world.  Of course, his wasn’t that great either.  Take a read:

There was an Old Man in a tree,
Who was horribly bored by a Bee;
When they said, ‘Does it buzz?’
He replied, ‘Yes, it does!’
‘It’s a regular brute of a Bee!’

I mean, come on — he used ‘bee’ twice in the rhyme scheme.

Amateur.

Chew on this

I had to laugh when I read that Dallas-based restaurant chain Which ‘Wich is renaming one of their sandwiches after a man who dislocated his jaw trying to eat it.

I did the same thing last August on a  piece of Bit O’ Honey candy.

I purchased it at a CVS drug store in Boston on a business trip.  It was a ‘bit hard as a brick’ actually…but I chewed it anyway, and ended up dislocating my right jaw.

I have TMJ, so I shouldn’t have been eating it in the first place.  But Bit O’ Honey is usually soft and yummy, not dense and dangerous.  And now, some eight months later, I have to deal with permanent damage.

I definitely can’t (or am not supposed to) eat certain foods.  I can’t do a full, open-mouth yawn without risk of dislocating it again.  Trips to the dentist are especially painful, even if they are only doing a cleaning.

The man in the article was applauded for not suing the sandwich shop.  I didn’t even think about filing a lawsuit.

Maybe CVS should consider re-branding their stores under the CC logo?

I like it.