Some airport waiting rooms aren't set up to prevent you stretching out to sleep. They must rise up and kill the oppressive waiting rooms.

Every airport waiting room on the planet is exactly like every other airport waiting room on the planet. Still, people find sufficient cultural differences to excuse wars. Why?

Because they got really, really cranky waiting around the airport. t /stillbitteraboutUSAirwaysChristmastravel

BWI has a nice observation lounge outside of security where people always sleep. Even has a climb on plane to exhaust little ones. I delay going to the gates as long as possible, because it is nice to sit there.

But yeah, all waiting rooms pretty much suck. Airports try sometimes (Minneapolis isn't bad except for the lack of a variety of food inside security) (or detroit's light show, which I've only seen while running to not miss my connection) but...lame, mostly.

Albuquerque did have a couple of classical mexican guitarists in the main lobby and comfy chairs where I zoned for a while. That was nice.

Savannah has rocking chairs.

Calgary has the White Hats where you can arrange for your incoming guests to be warmly greeted and given a cowboy hat and they have a country and western band playing. With bonus Yee-haws and howdies.

Of course, this has a 98% chance of inciting me to commit an atrocity, but there must be people who like it.

You know, they'd really do better not to go with the cookie cutter approach. El Paso used to have a bunch of local merchants and restauranteurs that were damned good. People used to go there just to shop or to eat. Since the renov, not so much. OTOH, they do have cool lizard carpetting. But no more cool shops unlike any others.

Jamaican waiting rooms are nothing much, and few and far between. But incoming guests are often met in Montego Bay with singing and alcohol.

Alcohol is always good.

I did like Barcelona's post-Olympics airport. Mainly because the customs guys were attractive and very nice to me and bought me booze and it was so fast to get in and out.

My Tivo cut off the end of the OC promo. I assume it was Alex/Marissa?

I actually surprised myself liking the way that last scene tonight played out. It was far less anvilly than I expected. (Relative to the OC's usual anvils, I mean.)

And then the nurse called me back in and took a big syringe filled with hot water and SHOT IT INTO MY EAR./ And then she said, "Allyson, this thing has legs." / And there was this HUGE BALL OF WAX the size of a Jelly Belly. In fact, it looked like a Popcorn flavored Jelly Belly.

Been there, done that, we should have t-shirts. I still don't understand how it got OUT, because it is not a flexible hole. Maybe that's why it took about 3 shots of the syringe. Weird thing is, I wasn't not hearing, but after the fact I realized those odd, echoey clicks I'd been hearing for months that I was worried might be tinitus were probably sound trying to get through the BIG, HONKING HUNK OF GUNK.

I haven't used q-tips since. Ear drops - that's the key, even if they are a pain (given you have to leave them in for a period on each side) and viscous.