Dear Readers,

I am writing this from 33,000 feet in the air…talk about the modern age! I can’t decide if I’m happy to be connected or if I miss the days of old (when travel could be blamed on a delayed Words w/ Friends/Candy Crush play). Not going to lie though, I do appreciate being able to distract myself while Boss Man flirts with the flight attendants. How embarrassing!

As I mentioned in my last post, we’re on a business trip to the Left Coast. Supposedly we’re going to some animal rights conference? Sounds cool, I’ve been trying to get my species to organize for years (but you know what they say about herding cats…). Also, we have a couple meetings with some LA big shots…I suspect they are fishing around for endorsements. Little do they know I’m holding out for Adidas and Pepsi…sorry fellas!

We’ve still got a few hours left in the trip, so I’m counting my blessings. Believe it or not, there are no kids on this flight and I have been served tuna twice already. Shall I say the Delta team received my last memo?? I told them heads were going to roll if things were not corrected on my next flight…must’ve done some good. Let’s hope my luck continues!

Talk soon,
Max