A few of you may have noticed I was missing last week. For those of you who were praying that my absence would continue, I am sorry to disappoint. I have returned from a nine-day business trip to New Orleans and will now resume with my regularly scheduled pestering.
This week I thought it might be appropriate to compare and contrast our little corner of the world with the Big Easy — or “Nawlins” as the locals are prone to call it. Come to think of it, I wonder what tourists will call Glendale once we get that long, long, long-awaited brand strategy from that firm in Tennessee. Anyone ever hear anything about that? Or did that notion float away like so much driftwood on the Mississippi River? Oh well, I digress bitterly.
First, let me compare climates. I am pleased to report we win hands down, unless you like sweating profusely from pores you never knew you had. I, for one, am not a big fan of humidity and neither are my lungs.