Day: October 12, 2018

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This Is Complicated. You Might Have To Read It Twice. I Know I Did.

Tie o’ the Day provides us Halloween colors, while Cufflinks o’ the Day present us with Breast Cancer Awareness Month pink. These ‘links might look plain, but they are James Bond-y. Each one is a functioning USB flash drive, with 8 GB of storage. Imagine how many secrets they can each hold. I can wear these anywhere, and no one will suspect I might have documented spy secrets in my cufflinks. This pair of ‘links– and all the information they contain– will most likely travel with me on our upcoming journeys.

Yes, my scar and my exhaustion and Suzanne and I are flying off again. Next Saturday we head to L.A. for two days, to see a Sunday concert at The Forum. We’ll be seeing a band called Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds. It’s an obscure band, so don’t feel un-cool if you haven’t heard of them. Suzanne and I have listened to them for three decades, and it’s one of Suzanne’s fave bands of all-time. However, we’ve never seen them in concert, and seeing them live is one of the items on Suzanne’s bucket list. The band is giving only two performances in the USA– one in L.A. and one in New York City. Clearly, L.A. is closer and less expensive, so it was an easy choice. We leave next Saturday and fly back that Monday, when we are scheduled to arrive at SLC International about 4 PM.

Here’s where the super-duper crazy part comes in.

Suzanne has a work conference in Albuquerque, beginning Tuesday– the morning after we return from L.A.. I’m going along with her for the ride. Our flight to New Mexico is Monday night, only four hours after our arrival from L.A. We will speed home from the airport in between flights to kiss Skitter and grab different, pre-packed suitcases for our Albuquerque trip. (Suzanne is still in charge of lifting my luggage. Sorry, Suzanne.) Then we’re right back at the SLC airport for the 8 PM flight. We will arrive in Albuquerque– wiped out from a long travel day– late Monday night.

Tuesday morning, Suzanne will wake up early and skip off to work, where she will slave in the dark, damp, dank coal mines of public education. And I will sleep in.

It will be like a regular morning at home. 😜

 

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Any Mention Of BYU Makes Me Think Of Trav

Pink Bow Tie o’ the Day brings the extra large– to bigly remind you October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. This wide, fat style of bow tie is commonly referred to as a Big Boy. I found this one at a company called Phat Knot.

As for the BYU hat… All I can say is that although I am a U of U fan, through and through, I have to give props to “The Y” every now and again because Bishop Travis and Bishopette Collette both work there. They themselves keep that institution of higher learning functioning smoothly. That might be stretching the truth just a little, but not much.

You should see Travis and Collette in the same room together: No matter what else is going on around them, you can almost see their adoration for each other seep out of their pores. It’s not a sappy thing to behold. It’s not a matter of public displays of affection. It’s as if some sort of love halo forms over and around them when they are together. They remind me of my parents in that way.

If everyone had that kind of love in their lives, the planet would be automatically transformed. Having that kind of love in your heart makes it impossible to have any desire to do harm to another human being.

I hope you live in the “love halo.” I know I damn sure do. ❣️ 😇