SURPRISE!! Never think Cancun will go smoothly
Posted on April 24, 2005 | Filed Under Travel
Well we arrived at the hotel as planned, no big deal at all — unfortunately that’s where “as planned” stopped for the day. We had ordered an ocean view room, but the hotel said we had the Lagoon view. I really didn’t need this.
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Off to Cancun
Posted on April 24, 2005 | Filed Under Travel
Well, I’ve been home from Las Vegas and Cupertino for a little more than a day and I again find myself on a plane — this time to Cancun, Mexico with my family for some rest and relaxation.
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I scare little kids; old ladies scare me
Posted on March 28, 2005 | Filed Under Life, Travel
I flew on a 757 (the plane with the door in the middle of First Class and the rest of the plane) out of San Francisco last night and scared the hell out of a little kid as he was getting on the plane. I also sat beside an old woman that scared the hell out of me.
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Another good week in San Francisco
Posted on March 25, 2005 | Filed Under Travel
I just love California! Someday I would really like to live here. For now I visit every month or so for a week to see people at the office and talk about how things are going for us online.
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Meeting old and new friends in Orlando
Posted on February 23, 2005 | Filed Under Internet, Life, Travel
It’s Wednesday night and the Photo Marketing Association trade show is over for another year. The show was much busier than I thought it would be, which is a good sign for the industry. I also took the opportunity to meet up with some old friends and meet a new one — or at least put a face to the email address.
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My $42 cup of coffee
Posted on January 19, 2005 | Filed Under Travel
IÃm sitting in Southern California today in sunny 70-80 degree temperatures, while my hometown in Nova Scotia gets pounded with 2-3 feet of snow. Sitting across from Disneyland I figured I had it made, until I realized there isnÃt a Starbucks or other suitable coffee shop within miles of where I am.
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Would you like a belt with those fries?
Posted on January 18, 2005 | Filed Under Travel
I was writing a story last night and decided to take a break and watch CSI: Miami and have something to eat. Twenty minutes before the show started, I grabbed a few dollars and headed to the McDonald’s close to my hotel in Anaheim. Seems pretty harmless doesn’t it?
After I ordered my food in the packed restaurant, I noticed a draft—a rather uncomfortable draft considering the restaurant was full of people coming back from their day at Disney and probably didn’t want to see a grown man with his zipper down.
There was no way I could very cooly reach down and zip up, so I pulled my shirt down as best I could and figured I could take care of it when I got outside. That would have worked perfectly except for the bag of food and large coke occupying both of my hands. No problem, I was at the register closest to the door and could sneak out into the darkness of Southern California unnoticed.
Ah, but there was another problem. As I walked out of McDonald’s and briskly across the parking lot, a group of three families were walking down the sidewalk. Despite my best efforts to beat them to the corner, I didn’t and ended up behind them in a very well lit section of the sidewalk. I calmly placed the bag of food in front of me, saving anyone noticing my open zipper.
It’s at this moment I noticed something else.
While in the room working I had taken off my belt. My new pants, being a little big started to sag unformatably. So what do you do? Let your pants fall down? Pull up your zipper? Run screaming like some lunatic?
No, I just walked funny with a thumb in my belt loop, a bag of McDonald’s food over my zipper and cursed my craving for some fries.
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