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Books Read in 2008
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April 23 The Joy of... Cheap SneakersApparently expensive running shoes, or running shoes period, aren't all that.
Check out this article.
Really interesting, I guess all that lovely cushioning isn't such a good idea after all. However now I'm confused as to what I should do when my feet start to hurt, buy new shoes or realize are they are just a placebo and simply suck it up. The Joy of... Donut Breath
April 01 The Joy of... the Wii FitMarch 31 The Joy of... Earth Hour IISo this was my second Earth Hour attempt, after an abysmal failure last year.
This year I headed out to spend the hour with my family, figuring we would chat in the dark and bond.
Of course, I got to the house and no one was home so I needed to move onto a Plan B. At first I tried to convince myself using a laptop wasn't cheating if it wasn't plugged in and I wasn’t on the 'net. But when my computer crashed on boot-up I figured it was a sign. So I said to myself “WWDD - What would David do?” and figured I would spend the hour reflecting on my life and setting some goals for myself, something I've been complaining I haven't had the time to do.
This is what I discovered about myself in the dark:
Net: While I was very proud of the Toronto results, for me the lights & tv going on at 9:31 were quite the relief. March 06 The Joy of… Travel with a Yellow FolderI really love to travel. This is a good thing because I tend to have truly horrific travel luck.
Last month I was heading to head office the day after my birthday for meetings, the thought of spending the night of my birthday alone in a hotel room had been just too sad to contemplate so I opted for a morning flight the day after instead. This necessitated getting up stupid early to make a 6:10am flight which as I’m not a morning person was a bit of a challenge. But I managed (miraculously) to get up in time, got to the airport, and encountered an insanely grumpy agent who claimed she didn’t understand my job description (fair, few of my friends/family know what I do) but then sent me to the ‘special room’ for fingerprinting, photographing, and further questioning. Of course the guy there was much more interested in discussing the Superbowl with his co-worker then questioning me and just told me to get a letter from my employer next time (something I dutifully agreed to, with no intention of doing). Luckily I was crazy early for my flight so I had tons of time (the roads are pretty empty at 4am), unfortunately my flight ended up being cancelled and I was thrown on a later flight (so my miserable morning was a waste of time).
Fast forward a month and I’m once again in an airport, standing in a line that is not moving to check my bag. I was second in line so I know that no one was served for 30 minutes as the single ticket agent went on her break apparently as she came back with a Tim’s coffee (I hope she doesn’t win, by the way I’m 0 for 3 so far). Things were slow moving in general as a flight was cancelled but I was only a little nervous as I had left myself the required 90 minutes. I got through customs with only a little extra questioning, the lady must have seen a flag as she asked me what I was specifically doing and I dutifully responded “Just meetings”.
Walking through the security guard looked at me and said “You need to go off to the room on the side” to which I squeaked “Me?!” I reluctantly turned to go to the room, trying to figure out how I was flagged, when he suddenly called me back. The issue, I had brilliantly put my travel documents in a yellow folder, the same colour as the folders they give undesirables to be sorted (which I should have remembered from my last trip where I was handed this folder).
So I was waved through and double checking my boarding pass for the gate found MY FLIGHT was one of the one cancelled and I was actually leaving 2 hours later then planned. I was so busy refusing upgrades at the automated check-in that I missed the change in time. Sigh…
Lessons Learned: Don’t mindlessly hit okay on the check-in screens & beware the yellow folder.
P.S. It ended up taking me 22 hours to get to get to my final destination including an overnight stay in Chicago. I’m posting this as I wait for my return flight home which, you guessed it, was delayed. I’ll be getting home at 1:30am… hopefully. Net, you do not want me as your Amazing Race teammate J
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