Thursday, May 24, 2018
Not really our flight plan
In order to prepare for a two week trip with my lovely wife to Rome it is necessary for me to write 20 blog posts ahead of time. I don't have a lot of time to do this. I'm not sure I actually have any time to do this. But I have made a sacred charter, somewhere, I think, that says I must post a new blog post everyday. So I wanted to put a stickied explanation of the desperation of my plight at the top of each of my next twenty blog posts.
I am hoping this will explain why my comments might be (checked (X) as appropriate):
xx First drafts
__ Borderline plagiarized from someone else
__ Borderline plagiarized from myself
__ Petty about the Internet
__ Pandering to the reader
__ Technically illegal in the country of Turkey
__ Ending abruptly
__ Too frank by half
__ Pretty much just the lyrics of some song I like
__ Actually a lot like any of my regular blog posts
This particular post is:
07 of 20
End of Stickied Introduction
Because I am working right up to the moment I leave for Rome there is a great deal of discussion about it from my co-workers. This usually starts right when I arrive at work and almost everyone looks at me with surprise and says "I thought you were in Rome."
To which I scathingly reply "Um, no. I'm here today. I leave Tuesday."
"So, uh, do you have a direct flight?" They ask.
"Almost." I reply. "We go through Chicago and catch a short flight over to Champagne-Urbana where we get a flight to St. Louis. From there we bus over to Kansas City and catch our plane to New Jersey. That connects us to London, on a Jumbo Jet!, then a hop to Naples and one more flight and, voila, we are in Rome."
They might think that was funny if it didn't take me so long to say it.