You will forgive my choppy stream of thought as I pound out a few lines between cart service and yet another "Home and Garden" magazine. Yes, I read those slick paged editions of homes and decor that always leave me wondering: does anyone actually live there or are these just show home, tv sets, fantasy models. I actually got to flip through one today which I rather enjoyed. Not a home or garden but a stylish read, one I grew up with and am glad to rediscover: "Town & Country".
I am biased. The new editor is a good friend and a man who truly oozes style. Being somewhat of a strange bird myself, I enjoy when we get together with his wife and him as I can talk shop, his sho, not mine. He knows fashion, art, and yet is a good old Texas boy who can talk a hunt or sport. When he took the job I mentioned that "Town & Country" was a staple on my prent's coffee table and I hoped, and had full confidence, his touch would return it's allure to mine.
I wish him well, and all the success in the world.
So, as usual, my flight was delayed. Not the biggest problem in the world, but in three weeks of flying, I have yet to have a flight hit the on time mark. Thanks Delta.
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