This week

This was an interesting week.
I had a conehead dog for a few days due to Max being neutered. I have to say I can't tell if there is a behavior difference yet. He looked like he was resigned to living with the darn thing for the rest of his life though. The poor guy couldn't play with his toys because his paws couldn't reach his mouth so he either had a toy in his mouth or he lost it at his elbow or somewhere close by because he couldn't see the darn thing. He had no peripheral vision, so he kept slipping off the curb and he kept sliding off the couch since he couldn't tell that we was sitting on the edge. When I took the cone off, he rubbed his head for a good 30 minutes with his little paws and his hind legs too. THEN he turned his attention to the stitches.
I decided that if he were black, I could have made Max into a Flashlight for Halloween. The cone being the beam of light.

I am officially a Southwest person now. I had my second encounter with Herb Kelleher on Tuesday. The first time, he took his hat off and bowed to me to cordially allow me off the elevator. (I had to let him down since I was headed up one more floor.) But Tuesday, he walked into the elevator, put his hands on my cheeks and gave me a sweet peck on the cheek.
Ya gotta understand, women here run up to the guy like he's Fabio and hug and kiss him. They pull out their cell phones to take pictures and the whole rock star thing. He's extremely nice, as is every exec at SWA, I'll give him that. He approaches everyone as if they are old friends. I really didn't know how to react. But...I now have my very own Herb Sighting story to tell at Thanksgiving dinner.

I had three things I had to get off my chest this week and I can't think of the third...oh well.

Hmmm

Question floating around the office:

Besides money, is there really any difference between a whore and a slut?