I'm in a chair in the sky to quote Louis CK.
My flight was delayed 45 mins which coincidentally is exactly the time I have to makes my connection in LA to SFO.
Had a great trip except for the part where I was sick all day on my bday.
To put it in GoT terms I fought the Battle of Brownwater. And lost.
Wish me a spot of travel mojo por favor....
Travel-ma heading your way, hec.
Despite recent (or, hell, not-so-recent) history, whenever I think of rushing to make an airport connection, I *still* think of OJ Simpson. So I was going to say, "Hec, be like OJ!!!" And then I thought, "....mayyyyyybe not."
I *still* think of OJ Simpson. So I was going to say, "Hec, be like OJ!!!" And then I thought, "....mayyyyyybe not."
I had to recently advise the writer of the newsletter I edit that he probably ought to use a different metaphor for how quickly he had to traverse the airport to make a connection. To paraphrase Spike, "We're never getting that one back, are we?"
IOW, Travel-ma, David.
To paraphrase Spike, "We're never getting that one back, are we?"
Ha! I do actually use that phrase in conversation ("I had 10 minutes before the plane door shut, so I had to make like OJ."), but depending on the audience I have to quickly explain/walk it back.
I'm pretty sure that reference is about ready to age out anyway, regardless of what's happened in the meantime.
When dealing with the TSA and boarding agents at an airport I can certainly understand the urge to murder people in grisly fashion before taking off in flight, so perhaps the metaphor is still an apt one?
Heh. "Go,OJ, ....wait"
Looks like I will arrive 3 minutes before my connecting flight.
However it's in the same terminal and they might hold it because there are probably a lot of others making the same connection.
We'll see.
So on my bday I had planned to go by Stonewall because that historica event was on my birthday. But I was too sick so I went the next day with my friend Ellen.
We're sitting there and Ellen said "Huh, no Tgirls here tonight... Holy Shit is that Lady Bunny!" And it was. And she waved to us and it was better than seeing the Pope.
I must be the only cookie-loving American that thinks raw dough is gross.(I've tried, you know, because everyone's like "Isn't this the best ever?")
But now I think it's gross because science, not my myriad texture issues.