http://www.comeonthego.com/ Women's travel tips, sexuality thoughts, and day spa reviews.... Because every female road warrior needs a happy ending... en Copyright 2007 Wed, 30 May 2007 18:20:13 -0800 http://www.sixapart.com/movabletype/ http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss have my rewards number (even if I had given it to the client a couple times) and (2) the hotel was totally booked. My punishment: A smaller-than-small room with enough room for a bed - period. And no chance of an upgrade. I learned to never (ever) assume that the hotel has my rewards number. It's a smart bet to call your hotel at least 72 hours in advance and confirm that they have all of your information. Sure, it's an extra step during an already-stressful travel time. At the same time, it can make a difference between a nice room - and getting stuck with a room next to an always-dinging elevator...]]> http://www.comeonthego.com/2007/05/relishing_hotel_reward_stays.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2007/05/relishing_hotel_reward_stays.html Travel tips for women Wed, 30 May 2007 18:20:13 -0800 Damn, I only flew 30K miles last year. Totally shocking when I got my AAdvantage statement - I felt like I was on the road the same amount of time as normal. But, when I factor in that one European conference was cancelled, and most of my conferences were a short hop away, that majorly cut down on miles. The sucky thing is, that pushed my status back to Gold again. It just didn't seem possible! Nooooo! I like the 72-hour upgrades and the special security line. The thought of losing my status made me want to buy a first class ticket to Europe for 12K, just so I would have enough miles to kick me over the limit. OK, OK. That's soooo stupid. I get it. But that doesn't mean that I almost didn't do it (which I would have regretted...I know, I know.) Good thing I called the AAdvantage desk first. Turns out, I can "extend" my status for $599. Whew. $599 is way cheaper than having to buck up, spend the big bucks and fly all over just to maintain status... http://www.comeonthego.com/2007/01/american_airlines_platinum_mem.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2007/01/american_airlines_platinum_mem.html Tue, 09 Jan 2007 13:41:39 -0800 Bella Pelle (Italian for "beautiful skin") are good. I mean really, really good. Here's why: It was my birthday. Unfortunately, I also had to catch a flight to SF - which meant getting up at the godawful time of 4am. I. Looked. Like. Hell. The kind of hell that doesn't get any better without divine intervention. The kind of hell that makes small children run, and cute boys call you "ma'am." What's worse, my birthday party was later that evening. I couldn't look like hell during my own party! I was a little freaked about trying Belle Pelle on such a big day. How many times have you walked out of a facial blotchy and red? Yeah. Exactly. But I had to do something. I was willing to take a chance on blotchy if there could be some slight improvement. Somehow. After explaining to the very knowledgeable aestician about my birthday party she suggested we forgo the extractions (yay!). Instead, she gave me a fantastic gentle fruit peel which offered all of the peeling power and none of the redness. Plus she used a super-hyrading mask to plump up what the plane sucked out. She even dyed my eyebrows, which was a treat for this super-blonde chick. I looked great. I really did. In fact, I still haven't found a facial place that I love as much as Bella Pelle. I'm plotting ways to go on SF business trips. They were that good.]]> http://www.comeonthego.com/2007/01/fav_facial_place_bella_pelle_i.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2007/01/fav_facial_place_bella_pelle_i.html Wed, 03 Jan 2007 16:59:01 -0800 Talked to a friend last night who *always* travels with porn. ALWAYS. When he's ready for a little afternoon (or evening) delight, he whips out a DVD and away he goes. When he's..ahem...done with them, he ships them to me - complete with yellow sticky notes outlining the action, the actors and hot the scene was. Turns out, his laptop DVD bit the dust - it won't play his porn. And the hotel machine won't work. What's a boy to do? His solution: He'll call me, I'll put a DVD in *my* computer and turn up the speakers really loud. His term: Mercy porn. Gotta love it. As a side note: This guy travels with a GPS system, expensive suits and cool electronics. But what gets stolen out of his suitcase? His porn. Always. http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/10/mercy_porn.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/10/mercy_porn.html Women's sexuality Thu, 26 Oct 2006 13:52:35 -0800 BettyBeauty The owner tells the story about sitting in hair salon in Rome and discovering that hairstylsts gave their clients' products to match their pubes to their new 'do. Now, she's got a complete product line with colors from Auburn to Black to Blonde. Most intriguing is the pink color - maybe for those punk rock days when your pussy sports a mohawk. Best line in their marketing copy? "No mess, no drip." There are SO many ways to take that! Thanks to Portland Picks!]]> http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/09/color_for_the_hair_down_there.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/09/color_for_the_hair_down_there.html Women's sexuality Thu, 28 Sep 2006 20:41:17 -0800 This is such an obvious dating dumbass story that I completely forgot to mention it - until I heard it again on the plane back home. Let me paint the picture: Imagine a cute guy with a wedding ring. Now, when I see the ring, I think "Hands off." I don't do married trade, I don't like to be the cheat-ee, I don't like to get in the middle. Nice to talk to, not nice to sleep with. After a few minutes of really good conversation (of course, it's ALWAYS good with unattainable married men), he turns to me and says, "You know, my wife and I lead separate lives. I travel all the time and do my own thing. And she does her own thing while I'm away." ::insert meaningful pause here where he waits for me to respond accordingly:: OK, that's sooooo not a green light for me to go ahead. First, I always wonder how many wives out there know that their husbands are giving the "separate lives" speech. It's easy to say that you have an open relationship. But the reality is often a completely different story. Second, it's a piss-poor line besides. Am I supposed to be HAPPY about being their secret chickie on the road? Like, "Hey, I was thinking about beating off tonight. But you're cute. Why don't we have sex instead." Come ON. Oddly, I've never head that line come out of a woman's mouth. If anything, it's more, "Yes, I'm married - but you're cute and I'd like to have sex with you." Not coming up with some elaborate line that doesn't make sense. Granted, I do know a couple friends who truly do have a good "don't ask, don't tell" relationship. The husbands are on the road over 250 days a year and the couple have set some pretty strong boundaries outlining what works and what won't. I applaud those folks; it couldn't be easy having an unconventional relationship in a conventional world. But that's a whole different conversation. And one that doesn't take place within 10 minutes of meeting someone on a plane. Back to Mr. Separate Lives. Sure, I listened and nodded in the appropriate places. And I did have a brief moment of wishing that he was single. But did I jump into bed with him the second I could? Nope. Sex is fun, but cheating sex lost its thrill in my 20s. I'm sure he found some young and dumb thing to listen to his separate lives tales of woe. But it didn't get any play with me... Dumbass. http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/09/dating_dumbass_separate_lives.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/09/dating_dumbass_separate_lives.html Bad pick-up lines Sex and dating Mon, 18 Sep 2006 11:06:43 -0800 Miiamo) where I can stay on-stie and immerse in the spa experience. Beauty day spas (like the ones they have in top hotels) are pretty cool, too. But if you're new to spas, it *would* be a freaky weird experience. Sometimes you can walk around totally nude (like the Olympus Spa in Lynnwood). Sometimes, you're expected to be a tad more demure. Either way, it's awesome. If you're new to spas, Spa Finder, Inc has a great "Spa 101" section. They explain everything from the types of spas to spa ettiquette to the different types of spas. Check it out!]]> http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/09/beauty_day_spastuff_for_newbie.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/09/beauty_day_spastuff_for_newbie.html Beauty day spas Sat, 16 Sep 2006 16:28:02 -0800 First Class Flyer is a cool site. I've purchased business class from him from YVP - Munich (or was it Sydney.) Either way, it was a great price!]]> http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/09/enjoying_firstclass_airline_se.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/09/enjoying_firstclass_airline_se.html Air travel advice Fri, 01 Sep 2006 08:31:13 -0800 Fairmont San Jose for getting me in within 3 hours. - that was great. I walked through the gym and sat in a nondescript waiting area where the only magazine was one promoting Fairmont properties (yawn.) Right on time, my massage therapist took me back. She led. I limped. Damn, I wish it could have been better. The room setup was nice, but Juanita (the massage therapist) seemed rushed. Although she was hitting all the right places, she was hitting them fast - like if she massaged me faster, it would be over faster. Granted, she did work the kinks out and I was free to play air guitar another day (don't ask), but the whole vibe just felt rushed... The true "what WERE they thinking" moment was when she led me back to the women's locker room. I asked her about using the sauna and getting a locker. Turns out, I could have a locker - but she didn't give me a key! I could have gotten a key, but that would have entailed getting dressed, walking through the gym and going to the front desk. The moment was gone. I just didn't bother. Would I go again? No. Sure, it's easy to just bop downstairs and get rubbed. But I bet I could pay less money for a better massage (and get a locker with an actual KEY!).]]> http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/fairmont_san_jose_day_spa_not.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/fairmont_san_jose_day_spa_not.html California Tue, 29 Aug 2006 21:40:13 -0800 traveling with toys. This includes: "All electronic devices are now required to be removed from carry on baggage and placed in separate trays before screening. This means that while technically you still can bring your vibrator on the plane with you, you’re expected to take it out and put it in full view in one of those plastic bins before it goes through the X-ray machine. " (Goodness, can you imagine watching the Rabbit go through the security belt. Probably about the time that you had an entire children's church group behind you. Argh. "Mommy, what's THAT....? Double argh.) Not to mention.... "If you have any sort of lube or sex lotion in your carry on, you’ll be subject to having it publicly confiscated. You probably want to be spared the humiliation of having an air screener waving around a bottle of your Banana-Flavored Juicy Lube while your fellow passengers crane their necks to see what’s causing the delay." Ooh. But would it help you get dates on the plane? Imagine the pick-up line possibilities. "I see you're using banana-flavored. I'm a strawberry girl, myself...."]]> http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/travel_with_toys_advice_from_b.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/travel_with_toys_advice_from_b.html Travel tips for women Women's sexuality Mon, 28 Aug 2006 08:23:38 -0800 Seattle Weekly (I'll miss that rag when I move to Portland), the man next to me says, "So, how you doing?" Dammit, dammit, dammit. All I wanted to do is read my paper and not talk. But I'm nice (mistake #1) say, "Good, thanks" and immediately go back to reading. Not rude, but I wasn't engaging - you know? Normal guys would figure that I was into my paper and not in the mood to chat. Then I hear, "Don't I know you from somewhere?" Dammit! I take a deep breath, look up and say, "Nope, don't think so. Sorry.." And immediately look down at my paper. He's got that look now - that look that screams, "Wow, she's talking to me. She's really really talking to me." Again, I don't want to be a major bitch with the guy. But I wasn't interested and I wanted to read. Then I hear, "You know, I'm in a band" and starts to talk about touring. ARGH, that's it. OK, first, I love dating musicians. They are fun and wild and creative and a tad dangerous (at least the ones I like.) They are also bad for me. Very bad. If I hear "musician" I worrry - no matter how much I love them. But I'm not going to give a guy any play who's main come-on line is "I'm in a band." Come ON! Maybe that works when you're 18, but this guy was in his late 40s. Old enough to know better. Old enough to never, ever use that line. Five minutes after I escaped to my car, my ex called. I mentioned the "I'm in a band" line and had a good laugh - my ex really is a world-class musician, and he knows how that line would do nothing but backfire. Dear band dude: Next time (1) catch a clue when the woman isn't interested and (2) don't figure that being in a band is gonna get you chicks. Dumbass.]]> http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/dating_dumbass_im_in_a_band.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/dating_dumbass_im_in_a_band.html Bad pick-up lines Sat, 26 Aug 2006 14:25:35 -0800 Entries have been a little light over the past week. I'm finally moving - which means that my home airport will be PDX instead of SEA. PDX is actually a nice little airport. It's not as slick as SeaTac (especially now with the Pacific Marketplace.) But it is a cool little place to hang out. And it will be 30 minutes away, tops. Not 2+ hours. I can finally sleep in - yay! But, darn it, I won't be able to check in, say hi to folks who know me, and say, "Any upgrades left for me?" It's like starting from scratch... I don't think PDX has an Admiral's Club, which kinda sucks. Having that escape from the crowds is such a blessing during major travel days. Then again, SeaTac closed their brand spanking new Admiral's Club earlier this year. And they wonder why I haven't renewed my membership with them..... http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/moving_hell.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/moving_hell.html General chat Thu, 24 Aug 2006 15:30:29 -0800 Ozocar (never again. Never, ever again) couldn't reach my cell - and I was stuck in the bowels of JFK with NO cell reception. When he finally did reach me, he informed me that he was ready to leave. Great....]]> http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/womens_travel_safety_hire_a_dr.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/womens_travel_safety_hire_a_dr.html Safety tips Fri, 18 Aug 2006 20:49:04 -0800 Women's Travel Tips, hanging out that "breakfast for one" hanger screams "Hey, I'm traveling alone. Come get me!" to slimy dudes and dudettes alike. Now, I always bring some sort of munchie with me. Plus, I really, really try to get up early and grab breakfast at the restaurant (which is always faster and better.) And thank goodness for Starbucks - they have their new hot breakfast sandwiches (and, of course, endless cups of coffee!). It may not be the best, but at least it's food. And I didn't have to spend $50 for a crappy room service breakfast (are you listening New York Hilton?)]]> http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/dont_do_the_doorhanger.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/dont_do_the_doorhanger.html Safety tips Wed, 16 Aug 2006 20:46:08 -0800 Vibelet.com will "Instantly turn your cell phone into a discreet vibrating personal 'masseur' - turn your phone's vibrations on at will!" For just $4.99, that's cheaper than other toys out there! Sadly, it only works on a limited number of cell phone brands - so you may have to switch carriers to get the "full effect." But, hey, it gives a new meaning to the term "sticky keys."]]> http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/call_me_over_and_over_and_over.html http://www.comeonthego.com/2006/08/call_me_over_and_over_and_over.html Electronics Wed, 16 Aug 2006 10:51:05 -0800