Hey, y’all. Down in the bayou. Had a Po’ Boy sandwich last night. Awesome.
But it’s been a tough few days. Went to a charity golf outing Thursday. No carts allowed on the course because of the wet conditions. Fine. I don’t mind walking. But the minute we hit our first shots, it began drizzling. That was funny because there was no rain in the forecast.
Sure enough, it got heavier and heavier. We had played five holes of a scramble (1-under, by the way) and were drenched and out at the farthest point from the clubhouse when it became a monsoon, and then was followed by thunder and lightning, and of course the horn that called off the event. So my foursome—my dad, my brother and a friend, and two caddies—were stuck in a cement bathroom for like an hour, and we finally had to hoof it back through heavy rain. Completely soaked.
PS, of course we had all sorts of Seinfeld lines going: “Where’s dad?” … “He’s in the Bathroom!”
Next morning, off to N.O. JetBlue was fine—except that they charge pretty much for everything now. They’ve got a great new terminal at JFK, including a Cheeburger, Cheeburger place. And get this—I never saw anything like it—a vending machine where you can buy an iPod and accessories.
So we get down here and it’s 90 degrees and humid, of course, and we’re staying with relatives on a house on a lake. Beautiful. Except that the air conditioner broke in the middle of the night. So it was a tough night.
But it sure beats working.
I also wanted to tell you guys that as of Monday, I’m going to be totally unavailable for a week. So I will not post for seven days. I’m going to ask Jane to put up something here or there, or somebody in the office to just give you guys a blank post so you can have your own discussions.
See y’all tommorow.