Archive | July 22, 2006

Airport terminal blues, or Baby’s first sports bar


Guest captioned by a friend: “Heineken?! I ordered a Pabst Blue Ribbon!”

Bad news: flight delayed three hours due to “mechanical failure” (now I know why the bro-in-law calls it “Northworst”).

Good news: Axel’s Firepit Lounge or whatever it’s called was happy to let in a patron who was way, way underage.

Bad news: Axel’s Firepit Lounge has TVs everywhere, and the one above us was airing a bikini volleyball tourney.

Beloved partner: Must they wear bikinis while playing volleyball?

Moi: My guess is some folks’ questions might rather be: “Why can’t women wear bikinis all the time? Why can’t that waitress wear a bikini? Why can’t my flight attendant wear a bikini?” And so forth.

But of course the bikini is surely the great equalizer (I say, having worn not a one in numerous decades of female living), and if all men and all women wore one, I suspect it would lose a good deal of its allure. Just a guess.

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Mpls lakeside bliss

Lakeside bliss

Lil’ Monkey baptized by J, finally, in one of her favorite bodies of water. They don’t call it the Land of Ten Thousand Lakes for nothin’. Now she’s her Mama’s girl.

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