Frank is a middle aged man living in middle America who works in middle management. His job often takes him to places he would not otherwise go. Spending half of his life in Hilton hotels, airports or on the open roads of America, many of his blog entries are observations made during these experiences. When not on the road, Frank can typically be found firmly planted in one of his two luxurious leather-upholstered chairs in his family room. Frank is a heavy-snacker who often complains that his pants fit like a tourniquet, an all-too-often customer of local handyman services, a loving husband, a father who completely adores his sons and an avid, amateur social ethnologist who observes and records, but rarely interferes. He is very pleased to have you join him right here and encourages you to subscribe and/or visit often (but never visit him in person – let’s just keep this as strictly an electronic relationship).