Just got back from seeing “Finding Nemo” with Zoe. Cute movie, I liked it a lot. Really pointed up the fact, though, that I really need to clean my fish tank.

The word of the day, revealed to me by Beth:

Sarchasm – The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn’t get it.

Aaahhh… Home again. And early, too.

You’ve gotta love flying in the morning on Fridays — stand-by is almost always an option. I was booked on an 11:50 flight, so I showed up early and flew stand-by on UA 1451 at 9:30 SLC -> SFO, then stand-by again on UA 6776 at 10:55 SFO -> BUR. End result: home by noon.

Like you care.

Huh. I posted that last entry at 3:47 PST but the timestamp on it is 3:08. There’s a 39 minute discrepancy between real life and my server.

Not that I’m counting.

43 minutes until I’m finished with the SLC market conversion.

Not that I’m counting.

Beth’s giving the new digital camcorder a workout. Here’s Zoe on her way to a school recital this afternoon:

And here she is fresh from the shower just before bed a few hours ago:

Traveling sucks sometimes.

Is my kid cute or what? (She’s the one making the lesser of two goofy faces.)
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Every market I go to usually has one of their stations playing over the PA system throughout the day, usually their classic rock station. That works for me, I like the old dinosaur rock. But do they all have to play .38 Special‘s “Hold On Loosely”?

Talking to one of the staff here at the radio station about something that wasn’t working the way she wanted it to, I told her: “There are no problems, there are only opportunities for solutions.”

I have no idea how those words came out of my mouth. Clearly, I must be channeling someone who gives a fuck.

It’s 1:00 am local time (Salt Lake City) and I’m about done with this whole hotel/travel thing tonight. I’ve been monkeying around with this design here for the last few hours with the TV on in the background and I’m here to tell you that the SLC Hilton’s viewing selections are piss-poor. Sure, there are 18 channels to choose from, but don’t let that fool you, don’t think you could find something to watch.

Four of them are hotel channels: one is advertising their Therapeutic Massage service, one is the “menu” screen where they’re flogging the pay-per-view, one is “HTL.INFO,” which has been showing the same picture of an empty conference room for eight days now, and one is repeating the same three promos of the pay-per-view movies the “menu” screen is flogging. Two channels are PBS feeds — the local one has a distinctly … Mormon focus, and most of the rest seem to be CNN CNBC MSNBC or FOX carrying the same three Laci Petersen-obsessed talking heads. They kind of all blend into the same blaring noise with the ever shrill Nancy Grace taking the lead.

Of course, there’s always HBO, but HBO hasn’t been much help tonight. Earlier we had My House in Umbria, followed by Life Or Something Like It, and now we’ve got Baby Boy going on. Stellar viewing, let me tell you. The sad thing about all this is that it beats the hell out of the hotel I used to stay at in Dallas when I was working there every two weeks. At least this one has HBO. With My House in Umbria. It’s an improvement…

Feh. I’m going to bed.