Freebie Tuesday

REMINDER: SPIRT CAT & THE GODDESS OF LUST is free on Amazon tomorrow and wednesday!

I’m in the Redmond, OR airport awaiting my flight back to Seatac. As small airports go, this one is dandy. The terminal is actually handsome as well as clean, and the employees have been seen to smile. Lobby seats are comfy in part because they haven’t all been slashed opened with knives, shivs and other pointy objects. Go figure.

If I remember my research from writing Lessons of Evil, this is one of the small western airports taken over by the military in WW11 so the runways could be lengthened in order to land bombers. After the war, it was deeded back to the city. That explains why a tiny western city can have an airport big enough for jets to come in. True or not, the story works for me.

As pleased as I am with Redmond, I’m damn pissed with Alaska Air. I left my Nook on the last flight I took, an employee found it and emailed me that he took it to lost and found at Seatac. Imagine! An honest man employed by an airline … someone alert Diagonese.

I wanted to thank his management and give him an attaboy. Turns out he broke their rules, and they wanted to know his name so they could correct his behavior. In other words, the policy of customer service is to deliver bad customer service IF it doesn’t lockstep with the rules.

I refused to give over his name (although if they had threatened me with fingernail removal or waterboarding, I would have sung like a canary). Still, if anyone runs in to a guy named Trace, would you buy him a beer on me?

And now to repeat the other reason for this post … remember that Spirit Cat & the Goddess of Lust is supposed to be free on Kindle Tuesday and Wednesday. But I won’t be home if they mess it up … let me know if you have any problems.

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Druggie Bits

• Lately, I’ve been seeing rockers from the bands of my youth. Like Jefferson Airplane, Moody Blues, Queen. Drugs were so much a part of that culture that I am just amazed those old men are still standing. As Sis said, maybe the drugs actually preserved them to jam their way into the future.

• There is a service in Dog Patch that aids the homeless. One family had three generations of guys with the first name of Spliff. Yep. Spliff, Spliff Jr. and Spliff the Third. I see a pattern here as to why employment issues have hounded them.

• I like most entertainment recommended by my niece (although Roger, aka the Mister, never really forgave her for that rave about Reservoir Dogs). So I rented the first three seasons of Breaking Bad. I thought it would just be a wackier Weeds. But cancer, torture, divorce and mayhem caused me to actually give a rat’s ass about these loonies. She was right … it’s damn good. Even if I am the last person in America to find that out.

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