Ballet bruises

I finally went to a dance class yesterday. It had been over a year. And it was good fun, and I shall return.

However we started out with mat exercises, for which I was unprepared. My lower back is quite blue and not a little bit sore. Bring a mat, woman, bring a mat next time.
I'm better with the plie''s tendues.

Weekend indulgence

Don't blame me: the city chose to schedule Buckhead Restaurant week and St. Paddy's all on the same weekend.

Discovered two new places, returned to some old, and spent too much time at Fado's. Again

Fruitful day

It's not yet 10 AM and I have already cooked breakfast, consumed breakfast, and written in limerick. I predict a good day.

And for the record:

Some find release reading comics, 

Or in Visual art or harmonics.

Try the DumbAgent way

To smile all day:

Find happiness in economics. 

( our upcoming book: Bring Happiness Back to Economics, at DumbAgent.com)

The moon, the stars and Jupiter

I saw all yesterday.

The GA Tech observatory has a monthly open night, allowing the public to go by and stargaze with their mega telescopes.

We also saw a comet, apparently the closest it has ever come to earth. But that was anti-climactic, compared with the rest.

Just Balance

When people talk about "Work-Life-Balance" they tend to talk about working less.

Anyway, I don't believe in work-life-balance. It's just balance. And it's all play.

Paper, paper everywhere

An intense week in New York for a client roll out and a user group event. All this for my principle day job at Linex Systems.

And what struck me the most? Paper! Everybody had paper. Ok, not everybody, but too many people. People are bringing printed out emails to meetings. When was the last time you printed an email? It's an email. I can access it on my tablet or phone or laptop. A paper copy is just excessive. And notes. On paper?
I can accept the latter if you have a preference for hand writing (although there are, of course, apps for that). But to type notes and print them out is just a little odd.

Anyway, in other news I got to spend the night at LaGuardia airport. To give you a bullet-point version of my return flight:

• Get to airport early
• On stand by for earlier flight, don't make it
• My flight is delayed
• My flight is cancelled, I phone airline to get put on next day flight
• Stand in line for boarding pass and hotel coupon
• Wait for hotel shuttle
• Announcement hotel rooms are not available
• Phone every hotel at LaGuardia, all booked
• Airline announces Port Authority will set up cots

An hour goes by (at this point we are over 4 hours passed my original flight time). And I'm tired. So I ask about the cots. Twice. Finally:

• Airline personnel has to go home, tell me and 1 other left-over passenger to go to check-in counter
• Nobody at check-in counter except people cleaning, they give us phone number for Port Authority (and I mean a 1-800 number)
• Port Authority tell us to return to gate
• TSA Security will not let us through, tell us to find customer support
• Customer support person laughs (Laughs!) and says nobody has instructed him to set up cots

**I start to lose patience and am telling him to put me on the phone to his boss, so I can instruct him to instruct him to set up cots**

• Other support guy finds us, tells us cots are almost ready and to wait by "red car"
• We ask 3 separate people around red car, nobody knows. Last guy directs us to airport admin offices
• Guys at admin office want to go to bed, have never heard of red car and finally say the cots are at the end of the white hallway
• Amazingly: we find the cots. 

At 1AM, I lay down in my cot. My flight was supposed to leave 6 hours earlier at 7PM. 

I slept here. And yes: that light was on all night. Along with security announcements over the loud-speaker. 

Paper Sheets. Not complaining.

Potluck

This weekend we saw our first potluck dinner. Apparently this is a situation in which the invite you over to dinner and asks you to bring part of the meal. Which I guess means you can only bring things that do not need to be cooked. Anyway, that's what we did, seemed to work. Actually all the food was wonderful, the evening was very entertaining. And now we got the  T-shirt.