The Great One

No, I’m not talk about myself, but thank you. I’m talking about the wolf, The Great Wolf Lodge that is. I went with the kiddos this past weekend, and yes the trip was free, but it was a Girl Scout leader’s perk, not because I’m a noteworthy travel columnist.

Anyway, the Wolf was fabulous and I have video to prove it! The kiddies loved the dump bucket, the slides, the rope course and the wave pool. I loved that it was free and that they had a blast!

Okay, I liked the water slides too and the rope course was a hoot. My friend Cyndi challenged me to a race and it was on! (Imagine something you would see on the show Wipe Out). I was well in the lead until I lost my footing and ended up hanging by my finger tips over the pool. Then I decided the effort to pull myself back up was not worth the sore muscles that would result and dropped into the drink. Cyndi managed to make it to the end of the course with her feet, but couldn't quite get the rest of her body on the landing pad and was stuck in limbo yelling for help. I finally stopped laughing long enough to give her a hand but I so wish I had caught that on video, damn the luck.

If you are going to the Wolf, you are going to need to know a few things so read my full review in my online column and make sure you watch the video at the end for a reason to smile.

Keith Urban’s Escape Together World Tour

So apparently this is what happens when you become a soon-to-be-famous columnist, people start giving you cool stuff and then you write about it! This week I was privy to free tickets to the Keith Urban/Surgerland concert! In the corporate suite no less! Yes, the life of a wet behind the ears columnist is truly something to envy. I mean you wouldn’t believe that treatment, free food, free beer, soft cushy seats for my ass … the works baby!


Well, except that this particular corporate suite had been down sized and so the free food and free beer were limited. So limited in fact that there was no free food or free beer at all, which is how we ended up with the sweet suite seats in the first place.


Ok, if you want to get technical about it, some corporate hedge fund bit the dust and the suite owners can’t put free beer in their clients’ hands anymore, so they gave the tickets to a regular Jane and her friends. My new friend, Carol, scored corporate suite freebie tickets and was nice enough to share with the mere mortals who usually only dream of such VIP treatment. But I’m sure if they KNEW that the ticket had ended up in the hands of an up and coming new columnist for a nationally syndicated travel site they would be thrilled with the exposure they are now getting! I mean seriously, 10 to 12 people might read this in one week alone! So maybe they should have at least bought me a beer, I’m just saying.


Not that I’m complaining, I mean the tickets were free and my ass did enjoy the cushy seats. Plus, it was Keith Urban and Sugarland, who I LOVE. The suite tickets were just a bonus, Carol had me at Keith.

Fortunately, for me and my friends they sell beer right there in the arena. You can buy food too if you remember to take out a loan before you arrive. For a mere $9 I was able to get a whole cup of beer! I tried all night not to think about the fact that I could buy a whole case of beer for the same price but I failed miserably so I bought another $9 beer to drown my sorrows, it helped a little.


Really though the entertainment was first rate because the suites on both sides of us were still passing out free beer and nothing says laugh your ass off fun like free beer. The high point of the evening was defiantly when, for no apparent reason, a guy in the suite next to us jumped out of his seat and did a keg stand in the aisle … without the keg. Maybe his hands were tired of clapping and he decided to use his feet? Anyway, it was an impressive achievement; that’s a tight space.


The other highlight of the evening was the non-stop music. Surgarland is going to the top of my play list this week and Keith, well I mean come on, seriously! Nicole traded up that’s all I’m saying. If you want to know more about the concert check out my review.

PETA Wants the Prez to Honor Flies … Seriously.

Here’s the story as reported on line today: During an interview at the White House on Tuesday, a fly buzzed into Obama's chat with CNBC’s reporter John Harwood. The President was annoyed by the pesky pest and when it landed, he squashed it dead with his hand. Now, PETA, who says they “support compassion even for the most curious, smallest and least sympathetic animals”, is outraged at President Obama’s lack of compassion for the fly. According to one of the head PETA peeps, "swatting a fly on TV indicates (the Prez is) not perfect.”

I for one am shocked and appalled! Not only is the President of the United States killing annoying insects, but now you tell me he’s not perfect!!!! OMG, I want my vote back!

I mean let’s just focus on the real issues here. Forget job loss, depressed home sales, corporate failures, wars, gay rights, and all that other silly stuff, FLIES ARE DIEING PEOPLE, FLIES! And how will this ever be corrected if we have a President who is NOT PERFECT?!?! It’s so sad really, after all those other perfect presidents we have enjoyed now the country is stuck with a giant flyswatter.

And PETA wonders why people think they are a bunch of freaks, geez!