Wild Days

I'm off on a quick trip to Houston, flying in on Wednesday, returning Thursday afternoon. Even this short one is going to get me further behind at the office. Fortunately, I'll have an opportunity to have dinner with a sister and my niece and her husband. My Houston-based brother apparently decided he didn't have any interest in seeing me. Family

An employee told me today about round-trip airfare from Dallas to Guadalajara for $209. Must depart the Friday or Saturday before Labor Day, return the following Monday or Tuesday, I think. If my wife and I hadn't already decided not to spend any money, we might have gone for it.

A guy who offices next to our office suite dropped in today. He and his partner, who do leadership training, have been absent for a couple of weeks. He dropped in to encourage me to take a week off soon, leave the office every day at lunchtime, and give me a book written by a high-profile leadership speaker whose name escapes me. And he suggested I need to document my dreams (as in my wishes, not my nighttime fantasies). It's been ten years since he did it, he says, and he's amazed at how many of them that were preposterously out of reach at the time have now been achieved. Nice enough guy, but I keep seeing signs of evangelical Christianity lurking beneath his comments. I'm already signed up for a Spanish course and I've spearheaded a couple of neighborhood activities, so my promises to myself are starting to get attention. I have not promised myself a visit to Christiandom, and won't.

I was following my wife home from work today. As we approached a main street near our house, the driver of the car in front of her apparerently did not see that the car in front of him had stopped for the light. The second car slammed into the first one and then began rolling backward, very slowly, toward my wife's car. My wife was not hurt, as the car that rolled into hers just barely tapped it. But the guy in that car was knocked out cold. The air bag had gone off and, apparently, knocked him out. He came to a few minutes later. His car was very badly damaged. The car he hit was not damaged at all. We left after the police and fire rescue got there and collected my wife's info (she was a witness). We have no idea how the guy was...he refused to go the hospital.

Wild days.