I tried to explain that my mother is an orthodontic technician, but all I could get out was “dentist.” Hope you like the change in profession, Mom (or should I say doctor). A number of my explanations were similarly simplified and falsified. If ever find yourself in the Darkhaad Depression, my new major at Cornell is ‘grass’ and I no longer hail from the evergreen state rather our nation’s capital.
Mongolian pop, Paula Abdul and that one hamster dance song were blasting over the bus’ speakers and when the moment was right the passengers’ sway from driver’s false starts was in sync with driver’s tunes.
Flights going to one half of an island get free food while flights heading to the other half don’t. Curious.
(via AA.com)
When preparing to travel, lay out all your clothes and all your money. Then take half the clothes and twice the money.
Introducing Nigel, your Australian navigator.
I wonder what it’s like to have the job at Garmin in which you’re charged with coming up with regionally appropriate names for the computerized GPS direction-dictating voices.
Postcard of a British West Indian Airways Viscount. Found it while cleaning my room. Year unknown.
