For years now I have tried to quell and dispel rumours that working in the airline industry was somehow glamorous. Querying statements like “Oh, how cool. You must get to travel a lot.” and “You get to fly free? That’s great.” are the norm. The reality could not be further from the truth.
This photo, taken out the window of the tiny little Embraer Jet that I am on, was taken somewhere over the Midwest as I wing my way to Omaha, Nebraska.
Why, you ask?
Because working in the airline industry is decidedly NOT glamorous. I have to get home and there are simply no direct routes with space for me, from ORD to DFW during the summer months. So, to accomplish this homeward- bound journey I am flying to OMA where I will wait for four hours and hope (HOPE) to get on a bird bound for DFW.
This is not the glamorous job I hoped for and people believe I have.Cheers.
~KR

As I left the movie theatre today a newly erected fence in the parking lot caught my eye. I slowed to take a look & realized it was not so much the erected fence,  but the missing building that had poked at my subconscious.
The Minyards that was, for years, my default grocery store – as much because it was a homegrown, local grocery store chain as anything else – is no more. It has been empty now for a considerable length of time, but it's absence on the corner will take some getting used to.
I guess WalMart gets to notch another company on their "we are taking over the world" stick.

Cheers
~KR