As you can plainly see, I flew home from New York.
The girls are not going to be home for another week. (I had some stuff I simply have to do back here.)
No really. The reason the girls stayed behind is that our littlest hasn't quite learned to fly yet. As you can plainly see, here I am - with Grandma Ribby and Zoë - trying to teach Mei Mei to fly.
Let's get a close up:
There was quite a bit of turbulence and I didn't get a lot of sleep on the flight. So I'm pretty out of it. Also, the WiiFit board just told me I gained 5 pounds during my stay in New York. (Maybe that explains why the takeoff was a little shaky.) Science thus advances: beer and cheeseburgers beat long runs on the beach, calorywise. So it's out with the beer and in with the salad.
You don't win friends with salad!
Posted by: Nakku | August 02, 2009 at 09:03 PM
Alas, this is true. But I am all alone in Singapore, with no one to form a conga line to drive home this moral, repetitively. So I have forgotten it completely.
Posted by: jholbo | August 02, 2009 at 09:33 PM
Singapore is way more fun than everyone I've asked so far has given it credit. Why, even you said nothing when I asked for recommendations...
Posted by: Mandos | August 03, 2009 at 01:32 AM
Hey Mandos! Send me an email at jholbo@mac.com. We'll do dinner tonight. (There goes the salad diet. Ah well, this morning the WiiFit decided I only gained 2.5 pounds after all. I suppose the rest was beer and bloat from the flight.)
Posted by: jholbo | August 03, 2009 at 05:37 AM
Yo, I sent you an email from my RL self.
Posted by: Mandos | August 03, 2009 at 10:54 AM
John, you weren't on SQ25 out of JFK last Thursday night, were you? 'Cause if you were, we were on the same plane. And for me that would be a Brush With Greatness second only to sitting a row ahead of Günter Netzer on a flight to Zurich that one time. Well, OK, third place: Daniel Cohn-Bendit once ate lunch at the table next to mine.
Posted by: Mrs Tilton | August 05, 2009 at 06:19 PM
I was on SQ25 out of JFK but not on Thursday. I left Saturday. But thank you most kindly for the lavish compliment as to my hypothetical celebrity. Who the hell is Günter Netzer? And who the hell is Daniel Cohn-Bendit, that he should be between Günter and myself, at lunch or otherwise? (Grumbles off to google to check out the competition.)
Posted by: jholbo | August 05, 2009 at 08:21 PM
Netzer = legendary midfielder for Borussia Mönchengladbach back in the days when Gladbach was The Other Top German Club (i.e., the one that is not Bayern Munich).
Cohn-Bendit = "Dany le Rouge", leader of the student revolt in Paris 1968, kicked out of France by de Gaulle himself (despite his French birth, C-B was a German citizen); one of the early Greens; lives in Frankfurt (where he writes, among other things, about the fortunes of our local 11, which is emphatically not one of the Top German Clubs); member of the European Parliament, where he has represented both German and French constituencies.
Posted by: Mrs Tilton | August 06, 2009 at 03:09 AM