Well, crap. After having my skivvies searched last week, this morning I get to the Louisville airport at 7:30AM... and what with the unbelievable convenience of modern air travel, I'll be leaving the Louisville airport at 2:30PM -- assuming they can get the part they need to fix the fucking plane engine and correctly install it. What this means is that flying home will take about as long as it would have taken to drive home, and if I'd driven, nobody would have gone pawing through my shorts.
My favorite part of today's happy fun adventure was that after I'd spent half an hour on a line waiting for an agent to re-book my connecting flight, the guy announces that he's leaving. And he leaves. Just takes off. Unreal.
Flying sucks sweaty hairy goat balls.
MORE. Damn. Left hotel at 6:30AM, got home at 9:15PM. What a crap, crap day. What passes around here for "normal" blogging to resume soon.