Somebody named Juliana Smoot keeps writing to me. She seems to think I would find it totally awesome to have my name on a stock car called “Powered by the American People.” So awesome that I’d pay $5 for the honor. It’s something to do with “Charlotte in 2012,” which I’m guess is the Democratic convention. Today is my “last chance,” so hopefully she’ll leave me alone now.

So, you’ve probably heard of Steve Rothstein, who bought a “golden ticket” from American Airlines in 1987 that gave him unlimited air mileage. He spent $250,000 for it, and another $150,000 for a “companion” ticket (‘cuz who wants to fly alone?). Well, it appears that it wasn’t actually “unlimited” after all, and AA has cut him off (accusing him of “fraud” for booking companion seats in fake names when he wasn’t yet certain who his companion would be – which sounds like bullshit to me).

This reminds me of a trip to NYC I took once, where we went to a Brew-n-Burger. They had a deal, where you could get a burger and all-you-can drink pitcher of beer. Turns out, it was only all you can drink if you could only drink two pitchers. I felt rather robbed on that one. Plus the burger sucked.

This was a terribly short weekend. Nice weather, at least, but two days just aren’t enough. I need a nap.