Joho the Blog
An Entry from the Archives

I'm in the lovely lounge at the Newark Airport, waiting for my 19-hour flight to Singapore. But my client put me into business class which looks pretty spiffy, so I'm not complaining. Besides, I get to go to Singapore.

I got here at 6pm from Boston, and waited until 7:15 for the Singapore Air counter to open. For half an hour, a crew of the young and beautiful (six women, two men ... and guess who was in charge! (Hint: He pees standing up)) put out poinsettias, stacked cards, and unrolled carpets, all without ever making eye contact with us. It was like watching a play get set up.