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Bread is buttered

I was singing when I made breakfast this morning.

It’s not that I was in an exceptionally chipper mood.  Instead, two recent events brought a song forward from the inner recesses of my brain.

  1. The cupboards were bare, and toast was my only option.
  2. My friend Joan mentioned on Facebook that she saw a very funny comedian at a recent stand-up show in Lexington, KY.

If you’ve ever seen Heywood Banks, then you already know the song that I was serenading Rory with after our morning walk —

Yeah, Toast!

If you haven’t heard or seen Heywood Banks, well, ya need to.  And a lazy Sunday morning is the perfect time to tool around his website and check out  “Yeah, Toast!” and some of his other classic comedy songs, including “Eighteen Wheels on a Big Rig” and “The Cat Got Dead.”

I even discovered a brand new gem when I was clicking around this morning called “Taser Her Again” based on a true story.  It’s no wonder the man has won songwriting awards.

And with his Uncle Sam coif, he deserves a few style awards, too.

When the first cave man drove in from the dregs
Didn’t know what would go with the bacon and the eggs
Must’ve been a genius got it in his head
Plug the toaster in the wall buy a bag of bread make toast….

Yeah, toast!

Sleepy time

I’m headed home today…or I was, until my early morning flight was delayed almost 2 1/2 hours.

The reason?  The crew got in late last night and needs their sleep.

I shouldn’t gripe about this.  All travelers should feel safer knowing that the airlines require a minimum amount of down time for pilots and attendants between flights.  That way, we avoid those embarrassing ‘flying past the city’ incidents because the crew is having a pajama party in the cockpit.

Heck, even my cab driver in Lexington told me he is required to have a minimum of three hours of sleep every 16 hours.  (I smiled and nodded and then got out at the next corner.)

It says a lot about our society that we have to set requirements for people in transportation jobs to make sure they get enough sleep.  We just don’t value sleep enough to get much of it on our own.

I just wish other industries felt as strongly about sleep to ensure that their employees — and consultants — had their eight hours.  Most of the time, we wear our lack of sleep like a badge of honor instead.

So, to make my contribution toward a more well-rested society, I plan to sleep on the plane all the way to New York City.

Do your part — take a nap at your desk!