These roses were growing in a planter. There were about one hundred bushes in this display.

















Sneedlet after our arrival.




This post is late today because we spent the day traveling to a secret location in a major American city so that Mrs. Sneed and Daughter Sneed can attend a seminar. We will be here all weekend. Sneedlet and I plan to do the town, cruise some chicks and see where that takes us.

We traveled on one our America's finest airlines, using free tickets from our frequent-flier account. This also entitled us to an extra bag of peanuts each, unrestricted use of the air sickness equipment and a complimentary copy of the emergency procedures pamphlet. We also received a fine catalog for a place called the Sky Mall, from which we are able to select lovely merchandise.

Our trip to the hotel was courtesy of the fine folks at Super Shuttle. We were picked up at curbside upon our arrival, The shuttle was driven by a seasoned professional driver and Super Shuttle had thoughtfully provided five additional passengers, in case we wanted someone to chat with, I suppose. They left the back row clear for us. Sneedlet, Mrs. Sneed, Daughter Sneed and I were very comfy in the seating for three in the back.

The enroute entertainment was a performance art piece starring a German woman. She portrayed an insufferable pain-in-the-ass, trying to get to a conference in the city. She badgered the driver relentlessly to give her a special conference rate. He pretended that the regular fare was a special deal just for her. It was a hoot.

The performance continued in the hotel, where our intrepid traveler, who had no reservation, demanded that the hotel staff to give her one, at the special conference rate. She concluded her performance by telling the desk clerk that she had experienced nothing but trouble since she arrived in the US.

I had some thoughts on German travelers and their difficulties that I wanted to share with her, but I wasn't sure if the performance was interactive, so I kept quiet.

Anyway, we're here safe and sound. It's late and I must get my beauty sleep.








Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky


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