You know, I can’t decide if I like the red eye or not. On one hand, it’s great to fly out at night and arrive in the morning. On the other hand, it means I only get about 4 hours of sleep (so not enough for this gal) and arrive exhausted. In rush hour traffic. The other thing, I feel like I spend so much time throughout the day just waiting for when it’s finally time to leave. It does give me plenty of snuggle time with the boys though.
So the week in Herbie’s office was pretty uneventful. I never got to talk to anyone famous (outside of Herbie, that is). But I did take some important calls: Elton John’s office called regarding his Oscar party, Al Gore’s office called and Quincy’s office called. So close, yet so far. I thought Herbie was actually going to call Al Gore while he was in my car (taking him to the garage to pick up his car), but he called back into the office to see why AG’s office called instead of calling directly. Again, close, but no cigar.
I did get some Grammy-related swag. I got the leftovers from the In Style party and got to play with the actual Grammy swag bag once it was delivered. Some cool shit comes in those bags. But some crazy ass shit comes as well. Either way, it’s fun to play with!
And now, one final love-in with the boys and we’re off. Oh, did I mention that the other day, while working on our bookkeeping at Johnny Rockets (don’t ask) I saw Dog, the Bounty Hunter and his skanky wife? Here he is in all his trashy glory…
So many superclose encounters! And, umm… that mullet is absolutely out of control!
Have a great trip!
Oh, and to answer the question you asked me like a million years ago…. we weren’t required to give gifts at the end of our Incubator. Part of our last homework assignment was to do something for each person… it could be a gift, or a contact, or offer a service… just anything to get them going. Sorry it took so long to get back to you! I’ve been a little nutty lately!
the hair- ugh his hair!
shudder.
He is so creepy and that trashy wife. It’s like a train wreck, I can’t look away.
Wandered over here from Thirty-Something Bloggers. I feel the same way you do about the red eye. I have two really good friends that live in the OC & when I fly cross country to visit, I have a love-hate relationship with the red eye.
Okay, glad to know that I’m not the only one that finds Mr. Dog and his skanky wife to be so scary. And yeah, that mullet is just too much!
Dawn – welcome and thanks for stopping by. The red eye is annoying. It’s even more annoying when it’s jammed full to the brim and there are seat hogs next to you and you can’t sleep. I think it’s just one of those necessary evils sadly.