September 2009
64 posts
Welcome Back
Boss: Wow, Wood, welcome back to work.
Me: Thanks
Boss: You know, I honestly didn't even know when you were coming back, is that bad?
Me: No, I almost didn't make it back last night. I booked my flight two hours before it took off.
Boss: Wow, it must be really nice to not value your job that much.
Me: ...(thinking) It is.
Getting in a chest high dat at The Wall with Kendall before our 6 pm flight. Great last day.
On the ferry to go into Portland. Smith, Kendall, M, Timmer (wearing sweatpants), and I. Hope there aren’t any dress codes.
At Libbys playing Big Buck Hunter with Kendall, Smith, Kyle Craney, Kerry, and my mom. My mom has a tab open.
I just saw Dave’s brother, Chris White in Logan a mere 2 hours after leaving Dave in NY. Chris is a large human.
After a 35 minute flight from JFK to Logan, my triumphant return to New England has begun. Currently waiting at Gate 36 for a one, Scott Smith, to arrive from Long Beach. We will go from here to 108 Brooks St where we will commandeer Keith’s Jeep (many thanks, Whit) for a mini road trip down to URI and the Cape for some antics with Tim and M. No one named Scott on this trip has any...
We’re playing badmitton in Brooklyn.
For three consecutive flights I’ve sat in, or tried to sit in the wrong seat. That’s what I like to call ‘a streak’.
Made it to DC with the help of some well-timed sleep aides. On the metro bus now a mere 30 minutes away from an Andrew Miller wake up call.
Why is the man ordering a sandwich next to me shouting his order? Unnecessary.
