Not to volunteer for a gig as an unpaid #influencer, but I can’t believe the salads at Wendy’s these days. Apples, nuts, blue cheese, pomegranate dressing that, rather than being sickly sweet, tastes like angels playing piccolo on my tastebuds. How did that make it through the fast food decision-making grinder?
Things I’m glad to be hearing after I’ve landed…
Piloting entering plane to departing pilot: This a good one?
DP: Uh, nope…
NP: Well, crooked is better than broken!
Clearest sign I need coffee: sitting down at my desk and realizing I forgot my coffee downstairs.
Oh, look, it’s March 9 at Fargo o’clock.