Able to get an exit row. Stuck against a window, with a lady who alternates between offering me gum ( I accepted – not sure if I needed it but if I did I feel safer), frenetically changing reading material, and eating through a large tube of Lays stackers.
I bring this up because it’s almost more fun than thinking about commuting on the train.
Some brief observations.
Couples really start to look alike the more you study them. The skinny sophisticate who hemmed and hawed when she had to move because two people got on late looked a lot more like her boyfriend then I originally realized. The Euro crew, unshaven, and drinking some type of drop in tablet in their water have a wacky pair of headphones that look like a cross between earbuds and mini sound blockers. They have some over the ear cup like those ridiculous ear warmers.
Infants are cute but REALLY LOUD.
I JUST LOST THE ARM. I JUST LOST THE ARM. F%$CK, I JUST LOST THE MIDDLE F$%CKING ARM.
The guy behind me is old, finely dressed, and using my chair for futbol practice.
I am contemplating the bathroom.
Hurley was in LaGuardia,I was thrilled he was not on this flight.
I like Kings of Leon.
There is a guy in first class who is pacing the aisle with an unlit cigarette in his mouth. He has explained to 11, nope make that 12 people that he needs to do this because he otherwise will go nuts without his cigarette. He has not seen the Don Johnson/Kurt Russell classic “Harley Davidson and the Marlboro Man” and had no idea what I was talking about when I asked.
Why are all these people going to Nashville?
