Red Carpet Club SeaTac Into
06.04
Red Carpet Club, SeaTac.
Into bed c. 19.35 & asleep – when? Maybe 3 hours later. Awake at 00.35 & 01.30, then 03.00 & rising.
Morning moon I…
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Leaving Room Quite Acceptable & into the lobby for 04.20.
The Happy Gigster’s well-stuffed Wonder Wheelies, were intentionally placed in the well between outer & inner glass threshold doors between street & hotel lobby, out of the early morning chill; ie this Happy Gigster was out of the morning chill. The young man on Night Reception, possibly feeling an old man needed help with his too-much baggage, became helpful: and put me out & my baggage onto the street I...
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Being helpful is where we undertake a course of action from a partial & subjective viewpoint, with little or no sense of the repercussions our helpful act sets in motion. Being useful is where we make ourselves available to one with a global perspective, or have a sufficient perspective to support our own initiative.
I didn’t have the heart to exclaim: Yo dudey! You’re being too too helpful & now I’m cold! Instead I thanked him. And, feeling surprisingly chipper, was not impacted by the temperature.
A rank of waiting & available cabs stood by the hotel, even at this hour; but who needs a taxi when Curt is a Hero and there is a shortly-about-to-be-arriving CurtMobile...
… to ferry me to the aiport?...
A good discussion along the way… Hernan’s power dreams while The OCG II were performing this past Thursday in Fremont Abbey; dreams of The OCG on the road in two tourbuses & the promoter (Hernan himself) tearing his hair out. And possibilities that may imperil Curt’s own sleep. These & other arisings.
Delivered c. 04.39 & straightforward check-in & security procedures, other than my trouser belt disappeared somewhere in the security machinery.
Into the RCC at 05.05ish…
… with early morning trade already underway.
Complementary wifi for some reason isn’t & doesn’t, but who cares when you have mobile broadband? Ha!...
06.25 Morning reading I…
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Continuing surprisingly chipper.
09.24 PST / 12.34 EST
UA916 is in the air en route to Washington Dulles I…
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First class. Hooray! It’s the only way to travel! I was told by a Lufthansa stewardess, while flying from NY to Frankfurt en route to Berlin & Heroes in 1977. She was right. First class is conventionally the preserve of managers & record company Power Possessors, and stars. Happy Gigsters sit at the back. But occasionally I luck out.
The post-mature she-passenger on my right is a little grumpy – but what do I care? She is reading from a digital-reader, the first time I have seen this technology in the air.
16.10 EST Red Carpet Club, D Gates, Washington Dulles.
E-flurrying underway.
16.45 Shortly off to Gate D7 & homeward bound. Hooray!
08.54 EST
UA918 is in the air en route to Heathrow I…
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