Toots and Sally Ride Again

Okay, so I’ve likely ranted about a whole lot of issues here, but this is a rant covering the last few weeks. Read at your own risk. Rants in no particular temporal order.

Rant On:

No, I do not care for a lap full of red wine.

No, really. I do not care for a lap full of red wine. I care even less about your lack of response.

Okay, let me paint a picture. I travel enough between business and pleasure that I’ve managed to attain elite status with the major carrier that we frequently fly. So on a recent business trip (aka Tuesday Night) I was upgraded to First Class. Excellent! Dinner on Northwest!

Cuttting to the chase, the woman I sat next to managed to spill a whole glass of red wine into my lap at the start of the flight. And she had little to say other than, “I’m so sorry. This has never happened to me before.” Yup…that’s it…Sorry. I’m so sorry. Did I mention she said she was sorry? Meanwhile, I get to spend the rest of the flight sitting in wine soaked pants.

Yes, I think she should have insisted to pay for having the pants cleaned. Maybe I’m arrogant or something, but you don’t spill a glass of wine in a stranger’s lap and just say “I’m sorry.”

I had a little bicycling incident a couple weeks back. And by incident I mean some twit was driving in the wrong lane and swerved into the bicycle lanes. I had to kick off their car to avoid being totally side-swiped. This resulted in my knee being fcuked-up. Yes, I need to go to the doctor at this point. But it has annoyed me since. I ran the Turkey Day Race and a couple of run since. Maybe I shouldn’t have, but it wasn’t bothering me then. Delayed reaction I guess.

My left big toe hurts.

Hmmm, seems like there was something else I was going to rant about, but it escapes me. Oh, we only got 4.5in of snow, officially. I was looking forward to 8-12 inches. I could rant about that. But I won’t; any snow is good snow. And I so enjoyed using the snow blower!

(Yes, this is in the training category…or lack thereof)