Travel

The Big House

I stared out the train window, my apprehension growing with every mile that I ventured deeper into a strange, barren, alien landscape punctuated by the burned out shells of empty buildings and carcasses of abandoned cars . “This may not end well,” I texted my brother.

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She-Bear

The autumn scenery in Grand Teton National Park was stunning and it was just chilly enough to offer a welcome relief to a couple of South Floridians worn out by the omnipresent heat and humidity.  Since we planned to spend the day exploring the park  we stopped at a Subway on the way and bought

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The Scrapbooker

As I boarded the plane for the long flight to Seattle the ticket agent pulled me aside.  “A window seat just opened up in First Class,” she said,   “and you’re the next one on the upgrade list.  Do you want it?” Of course I wanted it and even though I prefer the aisle I was

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Frequent Flyer

As the jetway pulled up to the plane in Atlanta I saw a couple of guys waiting on the tarmac.  They were well-built guys and wore dark suits and sunglasses with earbuds.  They looked exactly like Secret Service agents; I figured this was not a good sign.  I only had 45 minutes to get to

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Midnight Cravings

One of the things I love most about New York City is the ability to find something to eat at any hour of the day or night.  That’s how I found myself, at 1 AM on a Thursday,  in the 24- hour deli next to my hotel.  I had  been craving a classic pastrami sandwich

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Dinner in Chicago

Last week during a training session  at a hotel in  the Chicago suburbs I decided that the company of my coworkers was unbearable, so I opted out of dinner with my “team.” My teammates are good guys, but none  of them was even born when I graduated from college, and the idea of spending dinner talking

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The Scrapbooker

As I boarded the plane for the long flight to Seattle the ticket agent pulled me aside.  “A window seat just opened up in First Class,” she said,   “and you’re the next one on the upgrade list.  Do you want it?” Of course I wanted it and even though I prefer the aisle I was

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It’s not 1986 anymore

When I saw that I had been upgraded to first class I was certain that there had been a mistake:  Like all frequent flyers I long to join that elite club of overweight, middle-aged men who populate  the first class cabin. But those rarified seats always go to people who fly far more frequently than

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The Monster

Parker is ten months old and is in full “rambunctious kitten” phase. He is not evil or malicious but he has way too much energy and if he is bored or unsupervised he goes looking for trouble and usually finds it.  We call him “The Monster.” 

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