March 29th, 2006


Heading Otherhome

Selene and I are preparing this place for the cat sitter, as we will heading south to Santa Cruz to stay in our otherhome for a week. We were expecting to host her parents but Ron needed to undergo some neck surgery to remove two cysts, one beneath the other, that were starting to press on his vagus nerve. Ron is fine but he and Jan will not be joining us down there. Ah well, bad news though taht was, the good news is it opens up our venue to visit the many friends we have in the Bay area. Mary and Simon will stay a couple of nights with us, and I'll get to hang out with them as well as Rowan and Russell (yay!). 

The cats know something is up. They understand the purpose of suitcases, which signifies we are going on an extended hunt. It also means the nice lady-who-feeds-them will be visiting too.
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Home in Santa Cruz

It is so sad to experience the decline of Alaska Airlines, a company that used to be number one in service and number one with on-time flights. Now they are last in just about every category except, perhaps, for timely delivery of the Alaskan Salmon catches. Today's Seattle to San Jose flight was simply bizarre. First, the agents had to delay boarding because the flight crew was late. No, they weren't late because of late arrival changeover; they were home based in Seattle and they were simply late. We managed to do the express boarding rush to make up for the lost time, and the plane hatch closed on time. And then we all sat there wondering why we weren't moving. We were told the 3rd party contracted hosting company was late delivering the beverages (you know, beer, wine, sodas, peanuts). Yes, the flight was held up for fifteen minutes because of missing peanuts. All the passengers settled down after the boxy truck delivered its cargo. I am certain we all were relieved  as we watched the truck driver carefully pulling away to avoid banging into the jet plane, thus avoiding another sudden cabin pressure loss skin puncture incident. But no, we did not move, because almost 20 minutes past our scheduled departure time, the caption told us we had to wait for a wing deicing because we sat too long in the moist and cold Seattle air. At this point I was getting mighty testy, thinking about half strangling the flight engineer for being stupid enough to work for such a loser company. All around me people were getting agitated, some yawning, others breathing deeply. A little voice in my head kept yelling "see oh too, see oh too". It was getting stuffy rapidly. I managed to keep my murderous thoughts to myself, and the captain *finally* turned on the little turbine power generator. Fresh cool air quickly replaced the foul oxygen depleted stuff we were breathing minutes ago. I just couldn't believe that Alaska Airlines would jeopardize people's health to save the couple of gallons it takes to run the genset turbine.

Thankfully the flight went smoothly. Despite their attempts to make up time by flying faster (hence burning more fuel), the plane arrived a half an hour late. I pity those people who had connections, but wait, their connections were most likely late too :-P

I kinda felt like this:

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