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Horn of plenty

Like so many of you, I was in an airport on Thanksgiving eve. And since it was raining in both my departure and arrival cities, I ended up sitting on the tarmac…

DELAYED.

Luckily, it was only a little over an hour. And I had the forethought to bring snacks. THE snack of the Thanksgiving holiday — Bugles corn chips.

Sure, we’ve all put them on our fingers at one time or another to look witchy, but on Turkey Day, they are the perfect little cornucopia of salty goodness.

I expect someone to make these for me.

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Day One: Lucerne, Switzerland

Business travel can suck…

but not when they send you somewhere breathtaking.

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I arrived in Zurich this morning and hopped a train to nearby Lucerne, a beautiful city that has everything you probably associate with Switzerland.

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Moutains. A gorgeous lake. A slice of history around every corner. And a slice, too. (There are a lot of pizzerias…not that I’m complaining ).

I spent the day walking around this compact little town. I quickly abandoned my map and decided to see what I would see.

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I saw an amazing art installation at a local school.

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Historic churches.

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And a proud pup or two. (This is Figo.)

I also noticed that, in this pedestrian city, no one jaywalks. They don’t smile at passersby,  either. And the church bells peal on the hour, which was rather beautiful.

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Tomorrow I have to work (what?) and there is talk of rain, but I hope to fit in some indoor sightseeing during my brief visit.

Rainy day

I bought a book called 642 Things to Write About for those days when I couldn’t think of anything to write about.

Today is one of those days.

One exercise suggests that I write a limerick. From scratch.  I don’t think I have ever tried that before…so here goes:

zanyThere once was a day oh so rainy
That the view out the window looked grainy.
It made the dog sleepy
And its mom kinda weepy;
Soon they both were locked up for the ‘zanies.’

You’re welcome.

Sweat happens

Play was suspended earlier today at the US Open due to heavy storms and lightning in the New York City area.  It brought to mind the question:

Don’t tennis players know their outfits are going to get wet?

Not from rain.  From sweat.

Today was the most humid day of the tournament by far, and the players — male and female alike — were drenched, their clothes reduced to near transparency.  Which begs a second question:

Do they consider this possibility when they chose colors?

wozniackiMaria Sharapova and Caroline Wozniacki, who played earlier this afternoon, wore light grey and tan respectively in their afternoon match.  After just one or two games, I could have sketched an anatomically correct map of not only their undergarments, but also any birthmarks, moles or particularly large freckles.

What gives, ladies?

I should really pass the blame to the clothing manufacturers.  It seems like this issue should be part of their quality assurance testing.

We can do better, people.

 

 

 

 

Montauk: Day Four

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That pretty much sums it up.

We watched movies and ordered pizza; we’re watching football right now. All and all…

A good day.

Middle moodiness

“Middle Sunday”

I’ve been watching TV coverage of The Championships: Wimbledon for as long as I can remember, and this is the first time I’ve heard this term used to describe today’s pause in play.

wimbledon sundayIn case you’re not a tennis fan, Wimbledon runs for 13 days — Monday through Sunday — and traditionally does not schedule any matches on the first Sunday.  Today.

I hate Middle Sunday.

After a full week of great tennis, I’m totally spoiled.  In fact, I’m having Wimbledon withdrawal.  It almost makes me wish it had rained a bit more this week, because in the past, they have had to play tennis on Middle Sunday to make up matches.

Of course, they don’t call it Middle Sunday then.  No, the day has to have a new name —

“People’s Sunday”

Yeah…I would like that way better.

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What did you do today?

I stood outside and pretended to yell and cheer.

It kinda looked like this — I was with a group of people miming mass excitement in a commercial shoot in Brooklyn — but nothing else was remotely the same.

See the blue sky in that photo?  We never saw that today.

It was all grey clouds and showers…and often heavy showers.  And on this particular shoot, we had nowhere else to go.  No comfy, dry holding area for us.  So we had to stand around outside, huddled under umbrellas, waiting for the rain to pause to get the shot.

Think about it. We had to stand outside — stand — in the rain for 10 hours.

Acting is so glamorous.