stille nachte

The house is mostly dark, lit only by a lamp and the multi-colored lights on the Christmas tree. Christmas carols play quietly and the dogs are both snoring. All of this allows for a few moments of reflecting and foretelling. I’m sure I could find an appropriate hashtag to go below my  stolen stock photo of…

observations on oz

“A traveler without observation is a bird without wings.” – Moslih Eddin Saadi Every journey begins with one small step. In this case, it began with one very long flight. Fifteen and a half hours from LAX to Sydney. (I think I slept for part of it but that’s still up for debate). I’ve had a…

songs from the big chair

Say that you’ll never, never, never, need it One headline, why believe it? Everybody wants to rule the world. Life has a soundtrack. Mine does at least. Moments, time periods, adventures, vacations… even moments of great happiness and deep hurt. I find that a song coming on the Pandora or one of my playlists can trigger…

family reunion

I’m going to admit that for the last few weeks I had been apprehensive about this trip. I hadn’t been part of a gathering with my dad’s family in seven years. My nuclear family rarely lived close to relatives. I didn’t grow up with aunts, uncles or cousins down the street or even across town (except for…

crowdsourced entitlement

Don’t get me wrong, I use social media. Some days, I even like social media. It’s how I keep up with several close friends and family members that don’t live nearby. At times, one picture can bring a smile or make you feel included with something happening next door or on the other side of…

on citizen journalism

Something has been weighing on me for a while now. It became more evident during the final weeks leading up to the election and then became top of mind again for me with the United incident last weekend. I’m not going to go into any details of those. I think we’ve all read and seen…

one promise too late

So I think I need to offer some more insight and  clarification on my post from earlier this week ranting about American Airlines and my boarding group. When I reread the post I decided I came across as an ass. Maybe no more than usual, but an ass nonetheless. The root of that post runs much…

holding the reservation

I was in the gate area waiting  to board a flight from Tampa to Dallas in late February. The Tampa airport, like so many airports, has the absolute worst acoustics. Background music, crowd noise and competing announcements from several gates all echo and mingle together into audio chaos. This made it near impossible to hear the assortment…