Thursday, July 31, 2014

On the road again: Austin, day 4


Once again, I can't talk about all the very interesting meetings today.  Sorry about that. 

Dinner was a tasty meal with friends and clients at Perry's Steakhouse & Grill, a classic steakhouse.  In keeping with tradition, I had a Caesar salad and an eight-ounce filet.  Both were delicious.

One of our group ordered the bread pudding.  It arrived with the largest marshmallow I have ever seen sitting atop it.  In this picture, the marshmallow has fallen off the bread pudding and is closest to the camera.


By way of context, that chunk of bread pudding was nearly the size of my fist.

That was one Texas-sized marshmallow!

Tomorrow, I fly home!




Wednesday, July 30, 2014

On the road again: Austin, day 3


Another day of interesting meetings and cool technology, another day of stuff I cannot discuss.

Another 19-hour workday, another day on the road.

Dinner was a lovely meal with a client and friend at Uchiko, a light and delicious Japanese treat.  I've recommended Uchiko before, and I wholeheartedly do so again.  We followed the dinner with dessert at a nearby Amy's, always a treat. 

Now, I fall over and go boom.


Tuesday, July 29, 2014

On the road again: Austin, day 2


Work filled almost all the hours of the day, so there's not much I can talk about.

Around 8:00 p.m., the evening turned absolutely beautiful, balmy and breezy, but most of the day was very hot.  I do not heart the Austin summer heat.

Dinner this evening was at Frank, a sort of Austin-hip hot-dog joint.  The food was good but not great, with healthiness not a consideration for most of the menu.  My favorite oddity, which of course I had to try, was The Notorious P.I.G.

Click the image to see a larger version.

Yeah, that's macaroni and cheese on top of a house-made sausage and underneath some barbecue sauce.

If you're into odd hot dogs and sausages, Frank is worth checking out. 


Monday, July 28, 2014

On the road again: Austin, day 1


I didn't sleep a ton last night, but I slept more than the previous Sunday night thanks to a far more reasonable departure time today.  I was also blessed by upgrades on both flights, a big treat indeed.

I'm also happy to report that I encountered no egregious etiquette violations on either flight, though my row mate on the first leg was enough of an asshat that our interchanges were terse and infrequent.  (No, I'm not a demanding row-mate; I just don't think you should stick your banana--I mean a literal piece of fruit here, no hidden meanings--on my half of the drink area and then be a jerk when I ask you to please move it.  Okay, maybe I did encounter an etiquette violation.)  

I enjoyed a green salad on a plane and then a Red Mango parfait for lunch.  Yum. 

After an amazingly slow time with the rental-car attendant, I finally hit the hotel and got to work.

Dinner was my normal first-night-in-Austin tradition:  barbecue at The County Line By the Lake, followed by ice cream at Amy's.  Delicious, as always. 

Tomorrow morning quite early, the meetings begin, so I'm going to cut this off and crash.


Sunday, July 27, 2014

After a few weekends of disappointing summer action movies...


...I am really counting on this one to deliver the summer action goods.



I've yet to see the second installment of The Purge, Lucy was interesting but hardly a summer blockbuster (I may write about it later), and I'm probably going to wait for DVD on Hercules.  So, I'm hoping that Marvel and Guardians of the Galaxy make next weekend a grand one for movies. 

I'll let you know what I think after I've seen it.


Saturday, July 26, 2014

Some basic airplane etiquette tips


Given how much time I spend on airplanes, it's probably inevitable that I have more than my share of strange air-travel stories.  Even so, the four flights this past week were doozies.  From them, I've come to realize that more travelers than I would ever have guessed are in need of a few basic travel etiquette tips. 

So, for those who are wondering how to behave on a plane, please do not do any of the following (yes, while in airplane aisles going to and from restrooms I saw people doing all of these things this past week): 

Clip your toenails.  I understand the desire to be efficient with your time, but, really, this little task can wait until you're home or in your hotel room.  The woman doing this was oblivious to the little pieces of nail that were flying into the shirts and faces--yes, faces--of the people on either side of her. 

I will give her points for flexibility, because she had her foot within six inches of her face.  Maybe she couldn't reach her glasses for trimming from a longer distance, or maybe she just prefers to work up close and personal with her toes.  I couldn't tell. 

Paint your toenails.  No, I'm not talking about phase two of the actions of a single toe-obsessed traveler.  An entirely different woman did this on a different flight from the first.  She shared with the other woman an utter indifference for the comfort of her row-mates, both of whom were holding napkins over their noses against the nasty smell of the polish. 

This woman also possessed a fair amount of flexibility, though she couldn't quite reach her face with her foot.

Paint your fingernails.  Different digits, same odor problem.  Seriously, folks, do we need reminders not to do body maintenance in crowded shared spaces?

Apparently so, as this next tip demonstrates.

Pop zits on your belly.  Though the man doing this had a huge stomach, this tip applies regardless of your weight.  If for some reason you simply must pop a pimple on a plane, head to the restroom, and do it in private.  None of us want to watch you do it.

If you absolutely must do this in your seat, please at least have the decency to clean up the back of the tray in front of you. 

Sorry about that image.  You'll never again look at a small splotch on the back of an airplane tray the same way. 

Hold your cock while you sleep.  Sure, we all love ourselves, and sometimes that love turns physical.  Fair enough.  Settling into your airplane seat, putting your hand in your pants, grabbing your cock, and falling asleep, though, is a self-love step too far. 

It is also a sure way to make the person in the seat next to you stay awake, because they will absolutely want to know where that hand is going next. 


I sincerely hope not to have more tips to share after next week's flights. 



Friday, July 25, 2014

On the road again: Portland, day 5


I'm home. 

For 2.5 days, and then Monday morning, I leave for Austin.

Travelin' times, travelin' times.

I awoke today at 5:10 a.m. after very little sleep.  Not a great start to the day. 

I did have the privilege of an upgrade on the first leg of the flight and a lunch of a Red Mango parfait in DFW.

I worked every minute of the flights that the crappy bandwidth--and my sleepiness--permitted.

I intend to sleep most of Saturday.  Right now, that's a lovely prospect.



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