Ah, travel.

It’s becoming a routine occurence that I’m scheduled to get on a plane and it’s oversold.  I’m offered a free ticket anywhere in the continental US, or a $300 flight voucher, if I’ll just give up my seat.  The problem of course is that I always have somewhere to be.  It’s never a good deal…

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Up and down, up and down.

Just when I think my job is boring, it gets exciting again. I listened to the new Macy Gray album, it hasn’t really grown on my yet.  I’m really digging the Scissor Sisters though.  The new Modest Mouse is also not yet growing on me. You can spend all your time making money You can…

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…and then they bought us soup.

We had to hit the hospital for some tests for Moishe.  Nothing life threatening, but still the tests involved a trip to the OR, a camera and a tube stuck down our son’s throat for 24 hours, and a day and a half in the hospital. Suddenly Sarah’s phone started ringing.  Our circle of friends…

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Business travel zen: rule #1

A colleague who has work in Sacramento, Los Angeles, and Berekeley CA was my original inspiration for business travel zen. I sat him down and told him of my upcoming schedule where I would be splitting my time on each coast. “What advice can you give me Dan? You’re obviously good at this.” He said…

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Another day, another city…

I wake up in the ex-urbs of Chicago, I will go to sleep in Washington DC. My business traveler zen is serving me well. I continue to fight an intestinal bug, miss my wife and son, and after arriving late to the airport, I was selected for extra special screening. I felt no stress, “this…

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The Zen of Business Travel

I am now standing in the longest security line that the TSA employees in the St. Louis airport have ever seen. I slept through my 4:50am alarm and missed my shower. For the rest of the week, I get on a plane bound for a new city every morning. I have some sort of intestinal…

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…and in record time.

Although I took this photo [which is now missing, thanks Cingular] in rural minnesota, where Jill my anthropomorphised GPS unit sent me on the shortest route from Mayo clinic to St. Louis, I’m already sitting on my mom’s back porch and smoking a cigar. I’m not really quite sure how I did it in under…

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More new music

Sarah picked up the Rhapsody all you can eat $14.99/month service and made me a playlist on my way out of town and introduced me to a couple of new albums that you ought to check out.  I was familiar with the bands, but it was nice to have someone weed some specific tracks for…

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This is the most dangerous man in the hospital.

They found an infection in my mom and were giving her antibiotics by IV drip pumped by one of those electrical pumps. When the bag was empty the alarm sounded. None of the nurses could hear the alarm go off because this guy was running the vacuum cleaner. This was no big deal, he was…

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Leaving the mayo clinic

I’m at mayo trying to get my mom discharged and get her home. I notice that even well run hospitals are still entirely unpleasant places to be. No matter what your age, you don’t have as much time as you think. Don’t waste your days.

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