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if i forgo room service (3 nights is too much) for the hotel restaurant, i could have a drink (which given this week, would be A+++) |
is there any way those whopper virgin ads could me more offensive? |
the bronze baseball lady and the gold football dude are having words at jackson square |
Its really hard when you have a strong opinion about something, not to burst out with "you're doing it wrong!" |
most entertaining presentation ever thanks to the acorn folks in the ballroom next door who chanted and sang during my talk. |
hotels appear to have moved from ugly bedspreads to the threat of ugly bedspreads via a slim runner of gastly material |
i have an incredible talent for opening my mouth and shoving my foot far, far down. i am an ass. |
fleur de lys cocktail at muriel's with @brianoberkirch and walking tour of the french quarter bring more rays into my sunshine |
today's word: fuck (and not in the "want to sex you up" way) |
broke down and cried during my biweekly team call. happy to be in a town that appears to serve frosty beverages 24/7. |
it's snowing! |
arrived at hotel about 14 hours after i left home. flying eastward is challenging. hello, nola! |
flying is so fucking glamourous these days |
hey, kid.... I agree. I would run away from your scary grandmother as well. |
Denver airport has an unnatural attraction to me. pleased to be flying home through LA |
they are going to jack the plane up. is that legal? |
.... and back to the gate. airbus mechanical difficulties. #boo |
ah, denver airport. remember that time you snowed your ass off and i sat here and read the entire da vinci code? good times. |
landed in denver to all sorts of news. would have a stiff drink before next flight, but would likely vomit on next leg of journey |
emwr: bug chased saw and chased something. the hackles presented on his back were best. ever. |
