The park by us was busier than normal on Saturday morning and I had initially attributed it to the Saturday morning kid soccer leagues playing.  Then I noticed there were a bunch of display-style tents pitched on the basketball court.  As my daughter and I were playing catch, I noticed an unnatural amount of wiener dogs passing by us on the way to the tents.  It was then that I realized it was a wiener dog convention.

Now, it was memorable enough to see 200+ wiener do ...

Every time you order a song off iTunes, you get a confirmation email from Apple regarding your purchase.  Sometimes the title of a song or album just doesn’t look right when placed elsewhere.  Take, for instance, this classic Beastie Boys song I purchased.

The intro to the song randomly plays in my head, where a girl asks her teacher “Professor, what’s another term for pirate’s treasure” and the reply, in a deep male voice is “Well, I think it’s Booty (record scratch)… booty… (record scratch) booty… (record scratch) booty."

Anyway, the bill made me ...

I encountered what had to be the World’s Fastest Motorized Wheelchair the other day at the grocery store.  It was being run by a lady in terms of what I can only describe as “dangerous speed” for being inside a confined area with narrow aisles.  To begin with, I had no idea how fast certain wheelchairs can go and since they obviously now can go just below the speed of light, there needs to be rules for these speed demons when inside a public place.  I can understand the necessity to cross a busy street quickly but that same speed shouldn’t be applied in the soup aisle at the local grocery store.  This lady almost ran over me and my daughter on at least 3 occasions during this particular trip.< ...

Following Friday’s musings about aging, I was reminded of how fragile life can be by talking to an elderly gentleman on Sunday.  He was the great-grandfather of my daughter’s friend who was having her birthday party and couldn’t have been a nicer guy.  I believe he was either in his late 80s or early 90s but in darn good shape for that advanced of an age.

He was born on a Minnesota farm but had lived in

Now that I’ve had a week to mull over my first trip to Las Vegas, a few things come to mind.  One thing is for sure – unless you absolutely hated the place, you HAVE to go back at least for a second time.  With so many places bombarding you all at once, the first trip really is an orientation.  Trying to digest everything you see is simply too much.

I was there from Thursday evening to Sunday morning which was probably one day too long for a newbie, especially someone who doesn’t gamble.  ...

I’m still trying to gather my Vegas thoughts, so those should be online later this week.  In the meantime, I figured I’d go out of chronological order and talk about my arduous flight back from Vegas.  By no means is this going to be a rant against airlines.  Weather-related issues are beyond anyone’s control.  This is simply a recap of my day’s events on Sunday coming back from Vegas.

Normally I don’t use connecting flights.  Ever.  Unless it’s absolutely necessary.