Some days I am really proud of myself.
Other days I look for my Airpods while wearing them…

So, China is not part of the globe any more? Shouldn’t it be a strictly “less than or equal to” relationship between global deaths and deaths in China?

Aren’t you the ones who are not supposed to be afraid of dying? A suicide belt does not bother you but a virus that you cannot see does????

A virus is greater than 72 virgins?

WTF?

This perfectly captures my mood after unsuccessfully trying to explain to my own daughter, a colleague at office and two fellow CEOs that it is okay to travel in planes. Stop listening to news outlets. Read up everything CDC is publishing instead. Or better still, talk to your doctor. They spent a lot of money to understand these kind of things and explain it to you.

That said, Scott, your observation was on the money. The gentleman next to me (I am writing this from a plane) cleaned his entire seat with wipes (good for him) and then proceeded to take the almond packet that Delta gave (God knows where all it has been), proceeded to open it with his hands, put them in his hand and put them in his mouth. That is the one thing CDC is saying – please do not do… do not get your hand near your mouth if you can avoid it.

Grrrrr.!!!

I thought we had already solved that with social media apps and Netflix long back…

The Dilbert cartoon today is really funny!

Even those Nigerian princes have moved to Sweden! Admittedly, the English grammar has gotten way better.

Over the last two decades, about twice a week, I have sent two sets of text messages to my wife, Sharmila. They have been invariably: “Boarded plane” and “Landed”.

With that one exception two years back when I was so frustrated with my flight delays that I had vented “Emplaned” and “Deplaned”. But otherwise, I have stuck to typing those few words consistently.

My wife, on the other hand, no doubt driven by the realization of the futility of spending more time conversing with me has had an interesting progression in the length of her responses. If progression was the word I was looking for. I reckon regression might have been more apt.

From full sentences of late 90s to this morning’s response, you can see … whatever “gression” it is.
…

Safe flight. Text me when you reach. Love you.
Safe flight. Love you.
Safe flight.
Great.
Gr8.
Ok.
kk.
K.
👍

…
It is like I have gone from “Max 80 characters in SMS” to “No more letters for you” faster than my flights could decide how late they wanted to be!!

🙂 🙂