December 10, 2003
Warming Up
Flew home to get a good night's sleep before the trans-Pacific marathon out of SFO tomorrow. The shuttle driver was coming from North County and got caught in the rush-hour mess at the 8-805 merge. Then he couldn't find my building in the complex so I had to lug my stuff across the street to meet him at the leasing office. Of course, the shuttle's late when I have the maxi-size roller carry-on, but way early when I had nothing but the computer. Thought about the two-dollar tip plan, but I had exactly three singles in my wallet, and this trip is all about the good karma.
Turned out I got an A boarding pass anyway, since the flight was only half full. The flight was a little bumpy, so I entertained myself with Spirit, Southwest's magazine. I've flown Southwest often enough to have seen plenty of issues, and they're always pleasantly innocuous and competently vacuous. Then I saw this hard-hitting headline:
Diabetes: Diffusing An Epidemic
Complete with an accompanying picture of a basket of fries with dangerous-looking wires and a ticking timer sticking out of it. It's one thing to miss a mistake in the middle of an article, another thing entirely when the biggest headline in the magazine makes you look like an illiterate editor. Somebody is going to lose their job over this one. That's too bad, since the magazine had a nice Q&A with Annie Duke (the