My first European flight! (We ended up taking off at 8:30)
On the floor, JFK
Saying goodbye to my baby.
This was really my hotel room. It's a good thing I didn't really spend much time here, because I don't think I could get a good rest with a Nagel-esque Sophia Loren looming over my head.
Umm, this was 5:00 AM, not PM. Tuesday into Wednesday morning. I had been on press from 11:00 Tuesday around the clock, and ended up finishing at about 6:00 PM Wednesday.
Third shift pressmen are third shift pressmen, no matter where you are in the world.
Nicolo and me, weary after a long night playing with color. I am looking decidedly bedraggled.
What I do.
Vending machine in the plant, dispensing espressos, capuccinos, mochas, in the cutest little Dixie cups. These kept me going and I'm sure the multiple espressos didn't impair my judgment at all.
"No riding Razr scooters in the plant!"
You are required to wear gloves, shoes, an Anthony Hopkins mask, and Philip Johnson glasses.
Happy New Year, everyone!
