But if you are using Internet Explorer and you CAN read this, then please disregard – the problem must be fixed? In any case, down with IE.
Let me tell you about a couple of great things that have happened. Warning: this post has no unifying thread aside from my two hands, my ten fingers, and my blathering brain churning it all out.
First of all, I had a perfect, flawless, divine flight experience on Monday. I thought that because it was Labor Day, travel would be a nightmare. But here are the amazing things about the day:
- When my parents drove me from Colorado Springs to the airport in Denver, we took E-470, a tollway – but all of the tollbooths were closed. Free!
- I made it through security in 10 minutes – probably because I had no frozen meat in my purse.
- DIA has free Wi-Fi, and I got one of the stools at the table where you can plug in your laptop.
- I met the aforementioned songwriters.
- I was reading Stephen King’s “On Writing,” which the songwriters noticed, and thought I was really cool for.
- The flight left on time.
- I had a free drink ticket, so I ordered a plastic cup of Chardonnay.
- The flight arrived early.
- My suitcase was the first one out at baggage claim.
Come on. All of those things NEVER happen all in the same day.
When I got home and discovered my driver’s license missing, I thought that my perfect day had been torpedoed. But the next morning, the airline called and told me that they had found it at security, and they were mailing it to me. Southwest Airlines, FTW!
my co-worker Danny recently told me
that one of his friends thought that
FTW stood for “for the wind.”
I laughed so hard, I snorted.
I’ve tried to tell my non-internetty friends,
and they don’t find it funny.
If you find it funny,
please validate me and tell me so.
If you don’t find it funny, well.
You’re probably using Internet Explorer.
Last night I went to the gym, and Tuesday nights at the gym are the best, because on Tuesday nights from 9-10pm, they play reruns of “The Office” on TBS. I spent an episode and a half on the elliptical machine, all alone, but allowing myself to LAUGH OUT LOUD whenever I wanted – which meant that I was laughing for 45 minutes straight.
for the longest time,
my friend Joey thought that
LOL stood for “lots of love.”
This made me laugh, too.
I have had my buddy Del Barber’s songs running on repeat in my head for a couple of days now – and this is the furthest* thing from a problem. A few weeks ago, he and Dreadlock Dave stopped in Nashville to crash on the floor of the JAM House, and we had a regular hootenanny (hurray!) in the living room – Del and Neal and I taking turns playing songs.
It was so Nashville.
And finally, speaking of music, my EP is almost finished. October. Get ready.
*A free EP to the first person who knows the difference between “furthest” and “farthest.”