I've been trapped in a flying metal tube for 17 hours. In coach.

17!

Sorry. I just had to shout. But, hey, if you have to be trapped in a flying metal tube for hours, in coach, at least the number of the hours can be, well, 17.

The ETA I'm reading in the news is 7-8 years, but I don't know if that's for the whole line, or just the 96-63rd St "phase 1."

That's just for Phase 1. Phases 2, 3 and 4 would each take 7-8 years themselves. The phases could be build in parallel, but that would require a whole lot more funding.

But even phase 1 would do a lot to relieve pressure on the Lexington Ave Line.

Gronklies.

My plan for today was to get into school this morning and study. Hasn't really happened. I have to be there by 1, though, and should eat lunch first, so I guess I ought to start considering turning off the TV and getting dressed.

Yes, Matt, you were, and it was more than a little creepy.

at least the number of the hours can be, well, 17

I'm going to go with "at most."

My dad's off to Shanghai. Not sure how many hours all told, but many. Ick. And, due to my lack of ability to, dunno, be pleasant, he's probably flying thinking I'm both on the verge of death and a manic depressive.

Two Drunken Moose Invade Home for Elderly

STOCKHOLM, Sweden -- They rarely have problems with drunks or rowdy animals, but residents of an elderly home in southern Sweden had to deal with both when a pair of intoxicated moose invaded the premises.

The moose -- a cow and her calf -- had become drunk over the weekend by eating fermented apples they found outside the home in Sibbhult, southern Sweden, said Anna Karlsson, who works there.

Police managed to scare them off once, but the large mammals returned to get more of the tempting fruits. This time the moose were drunk and aggressive, forcing police to send for a hunter with a dog to make them leave.

Police did not pursue the culprits, but made sure all apples were picked up from the area, local police chief Bengt Hallberg said. No one was hurt.

I wonder what the hunter and dog did. Was the dog supposed to chased the moose away? I imagine the dog was all like, "Dude. Those are moose."

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If the hunter's dog was a pomeranian, it probably just yapped at them with high-pitched barks until their hangovers forced them to flee.

When my brother and dad flew, they had a stop in on some island for fuel. I guess winds were good or something because on my flight, the stop was cancelled 2 hours in.

Honestly, I think I just stopped noticing the hours after about 12.

If the hunter's dog was a pomeranian, it probably just yapped at them with high-pitched barks until their hangovers forced them to flee.

Heh, this reminds me when we moved my sister from a rustic area of Maine. While we were on her front yard, two deer rather casually strolled by at a leisurely lope, followed several yards away by a very small, yapping (punting) dog who seemed to have convinced itself that it was chasing off the vicious beasties.

I imagine the dog was all like, "Dude. Those are moose."

If they were anything like the dogs I know, it's unlikely they realized the moose were bigger than they were.

The first time my dog Mac came into contact with a horse was pure comedy gold. It was like, "Whoa! What's this big thing here?"