The Fabulous Life of Jobin Hume

On the road again

Well, it is time to dust off this blog after nearly a year of inactivity.  Thanks to Facebook I am posting in tiny spurts but there is so much to say these days, I will need lots of room to stretch.

Speaking of stretching - my little niece Harper (age 7.5 weeks) is stretching all over the place these days.  Very antsy.  I know it is because she is anxious to join me on my world travels.

You can follow her antics over at http://harpersaar.wordpress.com

I am at the airport in a very comfortable chair in a very comfortable lounge, but my stomach is in knots.  I don't know why.  I have traveled all over the world without incident, so I am concerned that this anxiety isn't travel related.  I went to an excellent event a couple of weeks ago with Keith Kochner (www.mentorshipmastery.com) and one of the main things he talked about was following your "Tug" or intuition.  I don't think I am feeling this way because I am supposed to stay, but I can't pinpoint it so that is bugging me.

I shall see if a Bloody Mary solves this problem.

My trip to Dubai is off to a interesting start because I was originally flying through Atlanta and then on to Dubai.  Now I am going to go through Amsterdam.  I started typing "I was supposed to go" and switched it to "originally".  I caught myself because I am wondering if this is where I was meant to be all along.

Trust me, the blog posts are going to get way more interesting and funny than this.  I just had to get this out so I can turn my attention to the sunny side of travel again.

Stay tuned for posts from the shiny modern desert.  Merry Christmas all!

The funniest thing Evy has ever said

My soon-to-be 10 year old niece Evelyn is sleeping over tonight.  She specifically requested me instead of unnamed other aunts because of my overwhelming awesomeness, but that is not the point of this post.

We are watching the Olympics and talking about how long before the next ones and the difference between summer and winter Olympics.

I always try to work in little math problems when I am with kids to test and see how much they can do in their heads.  So, I asked her how old she would be in 2016. :

E Without missing a beat: Sixteen
J: What can you do once you turn 16?
E muses for a few seconds and says, hopefully: If i go to Kentucky I can get married.
J: Laughs so hard she almost suffocates.  Asks where she heard that
E: I don't know, but I said I could, not that I had to
J: I thought you might say you could drive
E: Oh yeah, I forgot about that

Why are we always a day late?

I realize the people fighting terrorism have a very difficult job, and I try to respect that.  My hair is standing on end right now in spite of that because they just said on the news that we can't use blankets or pillows or reach for personal belongings in the overhead one hour before a flight lands.

This is because someone tried to blow up a plane yesterday.  Again, as a frequent traveler I take security very seriously, and I don't complain (that much) about inconvenience at the airport, but this is now the third thing that is USELESS security.

If a terrorist knows this, won't they just take action an hour and 10 minutes before the end of the flight?

If they can destroy lives with liquids in more than 3oz containers, couldn't they just combine several smaller ones once on board?

And why, for the love of God, are we still walking barefoot through the airport.  Can't we solve this?

What possible good does it do to take action after the fact?  115 people die every day in this country in car accidents, but half the people making these stupid airport rules aren't wearing their seat belt on the way home from work.

I guess I will just have to sell enough RE9 to buy a private jet.  It is my only hope

I am always embarrassed about what brings me out of blogging hibernation

OK - I am going to hell for laughing about this, but NBC nightly news is running a piece about post holiday shopping, and in the background of their Walmart shot, there is a little person buying a leaf blower, and it is bigger than he is. Totally awkward.

I am not laughing at him, I am laughing because whoever was editing that was either too lazy to check it out or saw it and was pissy to be working on a holiday so they let it roll.

It may be a roadie. I don't know fo sho

Because when you look for antioxidents....

You think of 7-up

Where I will do all my christmas shopping

Oh yeah!

Where hope goes to die

I'm at Treasure Island casino. It is for a good purpose so that is cool. But Bingo gone wild is not cool. Ever. Stay tuned for stairs reports

The mark of a good project manager

You will never see me but nothing will ever go wrong

Quote 3

If made me stretch my tolerance for ambiguity