As my brother said...

“Goodnight. Dream of X-Men and sugarplums!”

Enjoy your weekend!

Vegas redux

As my plane taxied to the terminal in Vegas, I was confronted with a billboard advertising the show we'd enjoyed during our last visit: Thunder From Down Under. In the background I could see the banner on the side of the Hilton guiding me to my next stop--picking up tickets for the Barry Manilow show that night.

Meditation

The company that shares our office building is the kind of software company that most probably think became extinct with the dot-com bust. Their employees come and go at all hours of the day and night, wear jeans and ratty t-shirts everyday, and bring their dogs into the office. I wouldn’t be surprised to find out they have video games and even a foosball table in their office. Yet I was still surprised when I emerged into the midday sun and found four “mountain man”-types doing some kind of yoga/tai chi mediation at the end of the parking lot.

Fighting fires

The glamorous life of a fire chief:
"I'm sorry, Angie. I forgot that he went to Office Depot. He should be back in half an hour."