Back in Milwaukee-not so old after all??

Got in late last night after the Superbowl. Slept well and then visited the burger joint I ate at two weeks ago. My purpose was a check on my appearance. You see, last time the person who took my order gave me a senior discount without even asking. Now, I'm only 52, but I decided that I must have looked alot older after several nights of snowy hubturns. Some pilots, who are notorious cheapskates, would probably think this was okay  since it saved me 39 cents; but I was depressed. Anyway, I visited the same place today...and NO DISCOUNT! Yes!! It's amazing what little things can mean when you're away from home.

Scoliosis from RJ travel

The PAINFUL deadhead leg from DFW to MKE is unfortunately on a RJ. I joked with Michelle that they always hand-select a 300 pounder to sit next to me, taking up 1/2 of my seat as well as his. This is to ensure that my spine arrives in the shape of an S after 2.5 hours of contortions. The picture is of a poster I seem to always walk past in DFW that fills me with foreboding and dread for the coming flight leg.