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Soooooo, we've de-planed…oh and I saw the captain wander off to get food…never a good sign.

After a full hour in the gate area, with people scrambling to re-book connections, the gate agent FINALLY came on and said they would make a 'decision' at 1pm…an hour from now. No sense trying to re-book to Chicago…the next two flights are over sold. Joy.

Frankly, I'm fine with delays…I just want information. Pretty please?

For every yin there is a yang. And lately, my travel has offered more than its share of yangs.

We're on our way to Michigan this morning, and the day started off quite nicely. Our taxi was early. Check-in was smooth. Security lines were almost non-existent. And I even had time to grab a latte from Peets before our on-time flight.

Unfortunately, an on-time push back from the gate doesn't always translate to an on-time departure. After an hour on the tarmac at SFO, we returned to the gate to investigate a 'noisy air conditioning duct'.

Hopefully this is not a repeat of Denver! Fingers crossed.

One fun item…I read this fantastic quote in Bon Appetit describing drinking a mojito–my current favorite drink–in Cuba.

"The Mojito is almost like an anti-cocktail…an unpretentious way of sprucing up the rum you're going to drink anyway–just because its hot out and you're pleasantly bored and you want to take the edge off."

Hmmmm…I could use some edge removal right about now.

Well…I think I ran over a dead chicken on 3rd Street on the way home…a whole, white-feathered dead chicken. In an otherwise ordinary week, that is 1. very odd and 2. very blogworthy.

How exactly do you lose a chicken in San Francisco?

Amazing sometimes the snippets of conversation you hear in the elevator. Today, on my short trip up, I overheard two young folks, dressed in “college casual”, headed into the office:

Gal: “How are things?”

Guy: “Same ol’ shit…different pile.” [silence] “Did you hear that I’m transferring to New York?”

Gal: “No way.” [silence] “Are they offering you a managerial job?”

Hmmmm, maybe you had to see the two of them to appreciate the irony. Oh well, that’s the future of America…definitely executive material 🙂

What a sad day. It seems that the opening of Muni’s new Third Street light rail line has triggered a cleanup around the route and surrounding neighborhoods. The most visible casualty? Nearly all of the lovely, colorful Bayshore graffiti has been painted over with a safe neutral palette. Surely, there is more a compromise between banality and filth.

Nah, I don’t mind that all the nasty trash has been removed, but check out these after and before shots from my regular photo route. I suppose the good news is that my prints are now unique forever!

Otherwise, this was a pretty low-key weekend. We caught The Simpsons Movie on Friday night. Saturday, we test drove a couple of cars to replace Jeff’s aging beast of a vehicle. And Sunday, we drove north to Napa to pick up a wine club shipment.

[Note on the Simpsons Movie. Like most Simpsons adventures, there were moments that made me laugh out loud, lines that we have been quoting since Friday, and long stretches that just made me sit back and smile. I am certain that upon repeated viewing I will discover the hidden gems and those subversive elements that have forever ingrained the Simpsons in my subconscious. And yet, with all the build-up of expectations, you can’t help but come away with a wish list of could-have-beens. But to be fair, we don’t see many films on the big screen any more, and my aversion to theatres and strangers couldn’t help but sedate me a bit. Sooooo, thumbs up…with an eager eye to the DVD, when I can soak it all in on MY terms.]