This has gone too far

I went to the store.
I went to the store to buy some Oreos.
(Do not talk to me about what's actually in an Oreo.  All I know is it's a dark chocolately cookie stuffed with crack)
I went to the store to buy some Oreos and really wanted the normal basic kind.
I went to the store to buy some normal basic Oreos and encountered a problem.

Where the hell are the normal Oreos?
There are dozen varieties in this photo, and NONE are the regular kind. Until this moment I had no idea how out of hand things had gotten.
1. I don't want Golden Oreos.
2. I don't want Golden Double Stuf Oreos
3. I don't want Golden Chocolate Oreos.
4. I don't want Chocolate Oreos
5. I don't want Peanut Butter Oreos.
6. I don't want Oreo Fudgees
7. I don't want Cool Mint Oreos.
Well, wait, those actually sound pretty good.

8. I don't want Sugar Free Oreos (how is that even possible?)
9. I don't want Candy Cane Oreos (It's February, why are these on the shelves?)
10. I don't want Reduced Fat Oreos (If I'm going for terribly artificial, I want it all!)
11. I don't want Double Stuf Oreos
12. I don't want Great Value brand chocolate sandwich cookies.

I did finally find the normal kind, on the very bottom shelf. And damned tasty they were!

Finally returned

I know it's been a while. The travel schedule and ongoing corporate restructuring has left me little time to do much else. I might start designating my outgoing flights to my hub as "blog update time". It's only about 40 min. of usable laptop time, but that should be plenty of time. I also have to say that in my mind I plan on writing something later today or tomorrow, but in my reality that might be a week or more.

What the hell happened to February? Why is yet another month almost over?

So most of you know I'm into barefoot running and tend not to wear shoes unless I have to. One of the perks of working from home, and no - wooly felted slippers don't count as shoes. One of the most entertaining public places to go shoe-less is the airport. I take them off at security and don't put them on again until I'm about to step out into the real world at my destination. You really notice your surroundings more in socks. For instance, looks at this amazing mosaic that spans the entire corridor floor of Concourse B of Atlanta:

I felt it instantly and looked down, but no one else walking by even noticed it.

I have a pack of fluorescent rainbow socks that I wear traveling. I puff-painted the soles for traction, and like my unapologetic I'M NOT WEARING ANY SHOES! DOES THAT MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE?? blazing neon feet. They make me smile. Ironically, despite the many glances from people, the only ones who ever point out I don't have shoes on are the flight attendants when I'm deplaning. (I think a lot of folks take their shoes off on planes and forget them). Last trip I wondered if my shoelessness was an affectation and decided to wear my Merrell's through the airport. About halfway through I stopped and pulled them off and my feet went aaaahhh!

Traveling ToMorrow

I hope my travels never get as complicated as this. Morrow isn't that far from Atlanta, so maybe one day I'll be able to sing this and have it make perfect sense.  I love Jim Henson, and it's cool to see him "in person".