Time flies, people sometimes don’t. I’m in O’Hare, now with a few hours to spend because, for the third time today, fifth flight, a flight I was booked on was canceled due to weather.
Above, the neck of American Airlines’ Concourse H and K, in Terminal 3; picture is many months old, but I like it because it contains many hours of my sweat in hammering out the lease agreements. The photo is from a Chicago limousine service.
The trip to DFW Airport that I used to make a couple of times a week minimum in about 25 minutes took nearly an hour today — the roads are wider, but the traffic is much heavier. The trip from the curb to the gate that I used to sprint now takes 40 minutes, and I have to get undressed.
And then the flight to St. Louis was cancelled. And then the flight from St. Louis to Bart Simpson’s Springfield was cancelled . . . I tried a back door, to Chicago and then on United back to Springfield (Illinois — isn’t every Springfield Bart’s hometown?). The hop from O’Hare was cancelled. I’ll miss the 3:00 p.m. seminar start.
It’s been more than 15 years since I actually got stuck on a weather delay. Airlines fly very well, most of the time. I also fly about 99.7% less than I used to fly.
It’s a lot of trouble. It’s a good cause. The Bill of Rights Institute and the Liberty Fund teamed up for a seminar on presidents and the Constitution, focusing on Lincoln, in Springfield. I always get material that sparks classroom discussion and great learning experiences for students.
Our department chair told me that our district won’t consider this as part of my required in-service training, however. Go figure. I can sit through hours of people who don’t know Excel as well as I do and be counted as learning; but when I get great sessions with hard reading requirements and outstanding discussion with great experts, zip. Quality in education? What?
Blogging light the next couple of days.
Millard Fillmore's Bathtub 
