
Thursday 13: July 2012 snapshot
Yesterday a manicurist held me hostage. Two manicurists, in fact. And my little sisters just sat by and watched. And laughed. After …
Yesterday a manicurist held me hostage. Two manicurists, in fact. And my little sisters just sat by and watched. And laughed. After …
Me, Hank Canterbury and Mr. T (aka “Tank”) at SOS, outside of AirVenture. Many folks stop by for the cold beverages and …
They say there’s a first time for everything. And apparently–unfortunately–that includes throwing up in an airplane. *** With give or take 150 …
I love when Mr. T peppers me with questions while I have a toothbrush in my mouth. This morning, as he expertly …
When we were little, my sister and I must have watched Willy Wonka (on VHS, taped from the television, by the way) at …
Who paints their bedroom and blogs the day before a big vacation? Me, apparently! As I am running out of time to …
Photo credit. “I’d like to opt-out,” I said, repeating my familiar refrain to the Transportation Security Administration (TSA) officer directing traffic to …
Accepting my Top Paper award from Janet Fulk at the International Communication Association Organizational Communication Division business meeting and feeling a bit …
This morning, I peeked out from the covers and croaked, “Where’s the coffee?” to Mr. T who typically makes the Life Force …
I suppose I should forgive Mr. T for his “Who are you?”/”What’s your name again?”/”You look really familiar” jokes lately. In the …