UA1509 BOS IAH 0700 1009 738 21C was UA 764 BOS IAH 1038 1343 320 21A I tumbled a little late to the fact that the friendly United agent had booked me with a 42 min connection in unfriendly Houston, so I endeavored to get on the previous flight at 0845. Lynne at the club prevailed on me to try for the 0700 (it was 0600), and I said okay. I got the last seat, the exit row window, so all was well, but it turns out if I'd gone with the 0845, I would have been upgraded, as there turned out to be extra seats on this. We came in nearly on time. I thought of Popeye's, but at the club they put out hummus (of which I am unaccountably fond), so I noshed on that instead. By the way, Boston's well whiskey is now Four Roses; Houston's is still McCormick. By the way, my originally-scheduled flight came in a whopping 28 minutes early, so I'd have had no difficulty making my connection, but what if it had come in 28 minutes late? UA1757 IAH LAX 1425 1543 753 2F They served lunch on this one - either chicken salad or a cheeseburger. I expressed little enthusiasm to the cheery FA but a modest preference for the cheeseburger. As usual, shards of hot salty nuts with my Courvoisier. The cheeseburger came, with garnishes of sweet bread and butter pickles, whitish tomatoes, and a forlorn lettuce leaf, on a pretzel roll squashed to somewhat less than 1/2" on top and bottom. The cheese was your Velveetoid substance, the patty squishy and meatloaflike. The taste was not terrible but not very true to burgerdom. It filled you up. As it was a totally full flight, the first FA spent bunches of time in back, so I didn't get another drink with my meal. A couple things to note about the clubs at LAX. The one in Terminal 6 is gone; there are two in Terminal 7, in the sites of the old club (undergoing heavy renovation) and the old global lounge. They are crowded as anything. The Bourbon is Benchmark 8, for now. This is a pretty smooth and pleasant tipple if a little punchless. I soon got tired of it and decided to take the bus down to the AA commuter terminal to see if I could catch my inbound on the way in from Shanghai. Yes! we had to wait for it, but dummy me, I didn't get Annie's camera out in time for me to snap a shot almost right under the bird's belly. I met up with lili, and we went to the Flagship Lounge for drinks (supper was an array of unspeakably nasty-looking and largely unrecognizable items), of which the Remy 1738 and Corzo tequila stood out. After which she went on to the Qantas Club in TBIT, a large step or two above, and I to the temporary United Club above my gate, a large step or two below. There was hummus, though, so I was thankful for small favors.