In praise of jet lag  Even though Up in the Air didn't score big
in the Oscars, the road warriors mindset it portrays is one that
pretty much every meeting manager can relate to. But when I read
this editorial in yesterday's Boston Globe, I thought it might
be going a bit too far to actually praise jet lag. But who could
argue with this sentiment?  "My own theory is that jet lag
begins not in midair but the moment one sets foot in the
airport. Checking in, passing through security, drifting toward
the departure gate - all stages in a glorious slippage of
identity. As you hover along the concourse, eyes a-flicker, your
tastes and habits fall away. You are between states, between
countries: Unwonted pleasures recommend themselves. You buy an
expensive magazine about cars, despite having no interest in
cars. At 9:30 in the morning you find yourself eating a plate of
General Gao’s chicken. Who are you?"  Been there, done that. I
think author James Parker is right after all -- we should
embrace it all as part of t