Last night, the Frontier Airways agent responded to my inquiry about a free upgrade to first class with a clever quip, “Every seat is first class!”
Now that I have boarded the plane, I guess that’s true…
IF YOU ARE A TODDLER!
My neck was bent back as far as it could go, my head was turned 90° and my face was FIRMLY pressed against the back of the seat in front of me whenever I had to reach down to get something out of my bag.
I’m glad it was only a two hour flight!
As I boarded the nearly full 5:00 shuttle bus, I remarked out loud, “What are all of you people doing up so early? I guess I will have to stop feeling sorry for myself!”
I made SURE that I used ALL of my $10 meal voucher at McDonald’s. (it was the only thing open)…
I arranged for a wake up call at 4:30 so I could take a shower. When it rang, my first thought was “Man, this is early. It seemed like I had just had this experience not too long ago…
WAIT, I did…
I just wasn’t comfortable leaving Los Angeles with no adventure at all…
so I volunteered for some…
by giving up my seat in exchange for a free roundtrip ticket anywhere United flies in the contiguous (love that word) United States!
I borrowed a woman’s cell phone to call and tell my wife…
I have been using my cell phone as little as possible since I forgot to pack my charger.
Last night, the indicator said that it still had an 80% charge. This morning, the thing wouldn’t even turn on!
I guess the battery monitor on this phone is worse than the fuel gauge on my old truck!
My son called me on my cell phone today. He got pulled over by a policeman for not completely stopping at a stop sign.
But, you know, it was on a country road…
and there was no one in sight…
and besided, he’s from California!
Doesn’t this policeman understand that we Californians pioneered the “rolling stop” while turning right. In fact, just before I left the Golden State, I saw more than a few people who had perfected their technique to the point that they barely slowed down! Driving down the street was becoming more like a “Figure 8” crash ’em up race with each succeeding month!
Well, I naturally sided with the cop because I ALWAYS COMPLETELY stop at EVERY stop sign!
Anyway, I didn’t get pulled over. He did.
I keep waiting for the moment when running becomes enjoyable. I have heard that there are people who experience such wondrous feelings but, at least to this point, I am not one of them.
Far from it…
My inner conversation went something like this during this morning’s run:
Q: Why am I doing this? (Something in my soul seconded that with, “Yeah, that is a good question!”
A: So you can get in shape. (The same voice muttered “That is such a weak answer.”)
Q: Why do i want to get in shape? (Again, “Yeah, that is a great question!”)
Q: Why do I want to live longer…
The next answer was pretty muddled, something about finishing what God has planned for me to do, etc., etc.
Thankfully, the run was nearly over at that point.
I arrived at the Apple store on time for my 3:45 only to discover…
THAT I HAVE NO APPOINTMENT! I am on the standby list.
I stood by for 51 minutes. I was so hungry that I ASKED if I could slip out and get a coffee?
“Sure. If they call you, I will let them know that you will be right back.”
Off to Starbucks…
I happily returned to the “Genius Bar” only to hear “Sorry, called your name three times with no answer so I deleted your appointment as a no show.”
“You’ve GOT to be kidding me!”
Back on the standby list
10 minutes later, someone was actually looking at my computer!
The “Genius” (tech expert) called a “Creative” (software expert) over to see if there was a way to duplicate my files with more modern software (there wasn’t).
With all of the things that happen in my life that provide ample evidence that I am sometimes “mentally challenged”, it was encouraging that both of them were actually impressed with what I had done in formatting my Bible notes!
The bottom line…
They are keeping BOTH of my computers for three days!
I just want the new one to work. Nothing fancy.
I just couldn’t sit and wait until tomorrow’s appointment!
So I transferred my files a different way…
and started using the computer!
It worked fine if I only had one file open!
If I opened a second, it would convert the second into a duplicate of the first and save it with no help or permission from me! THAT’S NOT GOOD!
I think I will keep that appointment!
My son spent the day with his younger sister and our friends two daughters. Being 17 years old, the female of the species is becoming of greater interest to him.
He arrested me in the hall and proceeded to tell me EVERY LITTLE DETAIL of the whole day: where they went, what they did, what he they ate, etc. etc.
He even followed me down the hall to the door of the bathroom.
As I listened to him, I kept wondering, “Dude, why do you feel that you have to tell me all of this?”
I think I have figured it out.
He may not know it but I think that he was excited because he was mature enough to handle the whole day. He was responsible in his behavior and actions with the young women and he was responsible in his eating. (he has a big wrestling tournament starting Thursday and he still needs to cut two pounds).
I appreciate that he wanted to tell me. I am going to tell him that I am proud of him.
