Travelin' Gal

(I returned home last night after a business trip. I actually did write a post between conference sessions, but problems with the hotel's WiFi meant I couldn't get online to actually post the post. So…..here's the brilliance I wrote in Chicago, with director's commentary after the fact in italics.)

I'm in Chicago on business. I caught a 6 am flight out of Logan, which I had to get up at 3:45 to catch. 3:45 am in Boston is 2:45 am in Chicago. And I didn't go to bed until midnight. And then I woke up every 30 minutes or so, because I was worried that I wouldn't get up in time to catch my flight.

So I'm very, very sleepy.

(I'm usually very, very sleepy. So what else is new?)

I'm writing this between conference sessions.

This will be a very random post.

I would really like some Fritos right now.

(Later that afternoon, I did indeed procure Fritos, but didn't have time to eat them before going out to dinner. I did eat them for breakfast the next morning, because I didn't have any other food in my room (aside from a candy bar), there was no room service and I didn't feel like getting dressed and going out. An hour after eating the Fritos, I felt very queasy. To sum up: eating Fritos before 9 a.m. is not a good idea.)

I just listened to a speaker who reminded me a lot of an older version Barney from "How I Met Your Mother." I kept waiting for him to say the strategy he was discussing was—wait for it—awesome.

(Has anyone seen the new "Harold and Kumar" movie? Is it any good?)

During the session he showed a clip from "Monty Python and the Holy Grail" to illustrate a point. He preceded the clip by saying that women don't normally like or get the appeal of the Pythons. This made me want to hit him over the head with a shrubbery.

Of course, I want to hit a lot of conference speakers over the head with shrubbery.

(Heh. I actually went to another conference locally this morning, to see a friend give a presentation. I was so happy when he asked me to take off and forgo the afternoon sessions and get lunch instead. Playing hooky is fun.)

I'm wearing a new jacket. I like it a lot. I like it so much I'd go so far to say it is a jaunty jacket.

During the break, they did not serve any caffeinated beverages. This was very rude of them.

A woman was riding a Segway through the hotel lobby this morning. I want a Segway.

But not as much as I want Fritos.

(I never want Fritos ever, ever again.)

And whiskey.

(I had a shot of scotch after dinner that night, 12 year old Macallan to be exact. Whiskey is awesome.)