elevators

It's funny to me how some articles seem to really grab people's attention.

This is a sad story and if you are afraid of elevators this is just a warning.

Being a hotel bellman, I read with great interest an article on elevators this week in The New Yorker. I timed my waits at elevators tonight. Grand total for my nine hour shift: 18 minutes.

It is so cool to walk into the library to the sounds of a youth choir, angelic voices, singing songs most appropriate for the space. The first floor lobby has no ceiling, and can be viewed from the second floor, where art is hung, and where musicians take stage.
As I walked towards the elevators, immersed [...]

So, I had to go to this meeting last night, but I couldn’t get to the elevators.  The building was set up kind of like a “C” with offices all along the curve and a huge glass wall up the gap and to get to the elevators, you had to walk out to them on a little walkway, because they ran up the middle of the open part of the “c”, which was open up and down a number of floors.

The report in today's Tennessean about yesterday's Legislative Fiscal Review hearing on the ballroom project at the governor's mansion could have enlightened taxpayers as to the real cost of the ballroom, but settled for merely presenting what each side of the dispute claims is true.

During the discussion, Sen.

A moment of silence for my now, late uterine lining……..amen.

Greetings from the land of Percocet and 600 mg Ibuprofen.  The procedure was a breeze and a whirl.  I’ve just had a bit of cramping 9 (nothing that a little Percocet can’t take care of) and I had no problems coming out of anesthesia or nothing else.