Tornado, earthquake, locusts, same thing...No hurricanes in winter
I guess you really do have to be a janitor not to be bothered by that stuff. Newark never bothered me, NYC either. Even Seattle on gay pride day didn’t bother me. 40k of em. When you’re the janitor, what else can bother you. Well, 5 hrs. In the airport would be pushing it.I drove from New York City home to avoid a 22 hour delay...... I slept in the Newark airport rather than venture outside into the questionable charm of that city.... and have endured hours just sitting doing what you are doing for shorter delays and missed connections.
Its among the reasons I admire road warriors like Ann Bedwell, Bill Yeadon, Shawn Bisaillon, Rachel Adams, and the others.
I admire them... I do NOT envy them.
I am flying but one more time this year if I can at all help it, and its annoying me already.
Even Seattle on gay pride day didn’t bother me.
Belly Rubs!
Yeah yeah you all think of me all the time...the pressures of being idolized.For some reason, I always think of Chavez when I see that
Or stalked.Yeah yeah you all think of me all the time...the pressures of being idolized.![]()
I know this.You’re a weirdo
Some friends of mine have a band they named themselves Terra Firma.After a rough landing in a C-141 that blew a tire, flamed the brakes and clicked my teeth, we were told it would be eight hours while a tire jack was flown up from Florida to No-Hope-Pope.
Proclaiming myself to be an unhappy Master Chief, I rented a car and drove back on good old Terra Firma.
The firma, the less terra.
Had that happen coming in or leaving Frankfort Germany once and I think they lost 2. I still remember it and that was 30 years ago.After a rough landing in a C-141 that blew a tire, flamed the brakes and clicked my teeth, we were told it would be eight hours while a tire jack was flown up from Florida to No-Hope-Pope.
Proclaiming myself to be an unhappy Master Chief, I rented a car and drove back on good old Terra Firma.
The firma, the less terra.
Crap! I'm in trouble!I need to go get a card for the wife