The Suspension Of Disbelief Personified

My hotel bed is a King. It is enormous. In Seattle a plot of land this big would cost $300,000. At one point last night I woke up to discover that I had shifted around so much that I was sleeping parallel to the headboard without discomfort. In the first session of my convention, one of the speakers gave an

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Trippin’

I'm in Washington D.C. this week for a conference, though not one of those fun ones where "convention" is shortened to "con" and prefixed with "Comi" or "Manimal." I took the laid-back approach to travel, this go-round. Sometimes before a trip I will agonize for days before my departure, making lists of everything I need to bring, packing three days

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Texas Trip: The Final Frontier

The Queen and I flew to Texas on Frontier Airlines. Never heard of it? Neither had I, and I found this vaguely disconcerting. I don't like flying under any circumstances, and I wasn't exactly psyched to be on an airline less well-known than your average brand of salad dressing. But I ordered our tickets on one of them Internet Ticket

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Texas Trip: Hello Beaches!

So, yeah: The Queen and I went to Texas. No one is more surprised about this turn of events than I. We haven't taken a trip in a long time, and this month was now-or-never time. By our reckoning, once The Squirrelly makes his debut, the era of the noun "vacation" habitually preceded by the adjective "relaxing" is probably over.

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DC Notepad: Movin’ On Up

I've always felt sorry for Charles Seeberger, inventor of the modern escalator. I don't know a thing about him, but I've come to envision him as a wide-eyed idealist, a benevolent visionary who thought -- like the early proponents of television -- that his new-fangled gadget would change the world for the better. "Just imagine," I hear Mr. Seeberger whisper

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DC Notepad: The West Wing

While in D.C. I strolled by the White House. My first reaction, upon seeing it, was "that's a lot smaller than I thought it was going to be". My second reaction was "What are you, nuts?" Because, in truth, the White House is huge for a residence, and it must have been considered even more so when it was (re)built

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D.C. Notepad: Bookends

I spent last week in Washington D.C. (How do I end a sentence with "D.C." -- with two periods in a row?) I'm entirely too lazy to write a full narrative of my assorted adventures, but I did have the presence of mind to jot down some notes. There I was certain that I was going to be searched repeatedly

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