Not much to blog about but I seem to have much to blog
Made the annual pilgrimage to the land of humidity and no a/c, also known as my grandfather's house. As I've mentioned time and again, my grandfather kicks substantial amounts of boo-tay. 91, lives alone, just had his driver's license renewed (after new glasses and a full physical exam) and is on NO medication or vitamins. Yes, we're related...odd, I know.
Anyways, to be completely honest, there isn't much to blog about in Penn Hills. I spent most of my time there trying to triage my grandfather's abused 3 year old Dell full of spyware and viruses. Yes, dear readers we had McAffee software installed with supposed self-scanning and downloading. But sadly the viruses had vanquished McAffee despite my trying to run new scans and upload new software.
But on this trip, I did make two unexpected discoveries:
1. Because of the violent fist shaking and computer crashing, off I went to the evil empire, to try to resolve the bad virus/spyware situation. I chatted with a very knowledgeable and very nice kid who really couldn't have been more than 18 despite his white shirt and black tie status and ended up trotting back to grandpa's house with new software. This stuff worked and only $14.99 this week. (mental note, check at the Westwood store to pick up a copy for home....they were out on Tuesday when I stopped by...) So yeah, affordable software that actually worked.
2. So, the traffic doGs were on our side when mom was dropping me off at the PIT airport. (Anyone who has ever spent ANY time in PA knows all about PENDOT and their love of torturing roads for no apparent reason.) I had a few hours to kill and as luck would have it PIT actually has a pretty happy mall in which to kill time and excess travel funds. Since my nails were a wreck and I had oodles of time before my flight, I stopped into the spa that I always walk by when I arrive but never have time to explore.
Three fabulous things about this spa:
a. When you're waiting for your appointment you can sit in a fantastic massage chair. That was worth the over-priced manicure right there...how long was I there before my appointment? half an hour? Freakin' fantastic to not have to sit with the masses in those horrible chairs or my usual spot on the floor by the gate.
b. My manicure is still rockin', which is unheard of for real nails. Its been days and nary a chip in sight.
c. The ladies who work there are super nice, like genuinely nice.
I will tell you this...a customer was there while I was waiting for my manicure. She wanted to get her brows done. So the nice girl did them. She hardly did a thing, seriously, I watched the whole time. The lady was not happy with the "work" requested a pair of tweezers and insisted on "fixing" it herself. The poor cosmetologist was just horrified...so embarrassed. But here is what I was thinking...what exactly are you expecting from an airport spa in Pittsburgh. You need fabulous brows, hit Chroma or Anastacia, not an airport spa. Now, I know I live in la-la land and not everyone has access to Lisa or Anastacia but there are actual salons and spas in places away from L.A. and if you really care about your brows that much, uhm, then take care of them.
Anyways, to be completely honest, there isn't much to blog about in Penn Hills. I spent most of my time there trying to triage my grandfather's abused 3 year old Dell full of spyware and viruses. Yes, dear readers we had McAffee software installed with supposed self-scanning and downloading. But sadly the viruses had vanquished McAffee despite my trying to run new scans and upload new software.
But on this trip, I did make two unexpected discoveries:
1. Because of the violent fist shaking and computer crashing, off I went to the evil empire, to try to resolve the bad virus/spyware situation. I chatted with a very knowledgeable and very nice kid who really couldn't have been more than 18 despite his white shirt and black tie status and ended up trotting back to grandpa's house with new software. This stuff worked and only $14.99 this week. (mental note, check at the Westwood store to pick up a copy for home....they were out on Tuesday when I stopped by...) So yeah, affordable software that actually worked.
2. So, the traffic doGs were on our side when mom was dropping me off at the PIT airport. (Anyone who has ever spent ANY time in PA knows all about PENDOT and their love of torturing roads for no apparent reason.) I had a few hours to kill and as luck would have it PIT actually has a pretty happy mall in which to kill time and excess travel funds. Since my nails were a wreck and I had oodles of time before my flight, I stopped into the spa that I always walk by when I arrive but never have time to explore.
Three fabulous things about this spa:
a. When you're waiting for your appointment you can sit in a fantastic massage chair. That was worth the over-priced manicure right there...how long was I there before my appointment? half an hour? Freakin' fantastic to not have to sit with the masses in those horrible chairs or my usual spot on the floor by the gate.
b. My manicure is still rockin', which is unheard of for real nails. Its been days and nary a chip in sight.
c. The ladies who work there are super nice, like genuinely nice.
I will tell you this...a customer was there while I was waiting for my manicure. She wanted to get her brows done. So the nice girl did them. She hardly did a thing, seriously, I watched the whole time. The lady was not happy with the "work" requested a pair of tweezers and insisted on "fixing" it herself. The poor cosmetologist was just horrified...so embarrassed. But here is what I was thinking...what exactly are you expecting from an airport spa in Pittsburgh. You need fabulous brows, hit Chroma or Anastacia, not an airport spa. Now, I know I live in la-la land and not everyone has access to Lisa or Anastacia but there are actual salons and spas in places away from L.A. and if you really care about your brows that much, uhm, then take care of them.
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