In which you can see clearly where AA is trying to fly to-and-fro. Hmmmm.. I see in my crystal ball lots of twiddling of fingers in airports. Time to meditate on the evils of global warming.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Ass-freezing in a warm Goreball
In which you can see clearly where AA is trying to fly to-and-fro. Hmmmm.. I see in my crystal ball lots of twiddling of fingers in airports. Time to meditate on the evils of global warming.
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AA, we'll keep an eye out at ground level for your fly over the frigid northern Plains here. Every long stare out the vertical windows in the apartment reminds one of scenes from Hoth. Holy shit: I just googled "Star Wars hoth" and look at what the Star Wars geeks have been assembling.
Funny. No problems here.
Well, JJ, do you mind if I stick a few of my problems up your Roman Wazoo?
That I blog is inconsistent with my being at this moment airborne to sanctuary in Seattle. It is also, fortunately, inconsistent in my plane having disintegrated on impact after an unexpected catastrophic event over The Northern Plains.
It is, unfortunately, consistent with having two flights cancelled on me after a fucked up day trying to get honest info out of the gerbils of American Airlines. And, by the way, their "security" guys make gerbils look like chimps in comparison. So now, after a long trek back through the snows of Greater Boston, and now "in line" for a 5 am flight out of Logan on Tuesday.
It took two tall pints of Sam Adams, and a bowl of lobster bisque, to wash this day away....
Now, according to the weather reports, I can count on being marooned at O'Hare on Tuesday. Either that, or the freezing rain will defeat the de-icing and I still get to participate in a spectacular demise fit for MFTs enjoyment.
And the bastards of American Airlines wouldn't even return my luggage. Apparently it's in some very safe warehouse at this moment, being tended to by the very best experts.
Fuck AA, says "AA". I ride their stinking airline no more forever.
Aha! I knew it, I knew it! Why would you trust AA, AA? Earlier this year, they canceled my flight to Red Stick (some godforsaken town up from Nawlins) just like that. And later this year, some maniac pilot did a double take over Niagara falls, circling ans swirling above them, at tree-top level, en route to Toronto. Gee!
At any rate, I told you it's faster to simply walk. What's wrong with that?
Time, AI, time....and the 15 ft snow drifts by MFT's High Plains Imperium.
You could take a detour through Oklahoma and Death Valley, but that would just add to the length... Ah, well, I still think of the good ole days before planes and cell phones and all that jazz. People still managed to get around and talk to each other, didn't they?
There's a saying that goes something like, "If assholes could fly, this place would be an airport." Yet it doesn't sound like American Airlines can even fly, yet the assholes still make it an airport. I'd imagine they knocked your wallet pretty good too, that is if you're eating and drinking in the airport. Keep updating us on the catastrophe: it's never as bad if not experiencing it. These words, of course, do nothing to help you.
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