Snow birds

Arizona in the Fall. I can see why people become Snow Birds.
It was mid 80s virtually every day we were there. Fantastic. I could get used to that, especially escaping the gray, rain-soaked Pacific NW.

So, SLPTG went with. She had fun. I worked practically the whole time, she lounged by the pool. We did manage some time off at the same time. Went by the pool for some, played tennis for some (hell, I lugged the racquets down there, I was playing for friggin’ sure).

I hate air travel.
I’m tired of flying with people who fly like it’s their first time. Who fly and make everyone else inconvenienced by them.

Ok, Mr. I’m not going to check luggage guy. Dude. OK, you’re saving 10 minutes after the flight of luggage retrieval (and obvious possibly lost luggage), but, crap. You’re inconveniencing us all.

Mrs. I wear so much cologne (probably Charlie). If that’s your way to fight off the nasty, recirculated air on airplanes, well, that’s a little selfish, don’t you think? But, hey, if it works, can you write me back, cuz I’ll wear a little Charlie to avoid the kennel cough I bring with me after flying.

Mr. I got a new laptop and need to show the world. Dude. Everyone’s impressed at your laptop. They think it’s neato. Especially, double neato, when you’re watching The Matrix with your headphones on 160 dB. Lou Ferrigno would be complaining about that volume, dude. But seriously. If you leave it in the storage bin in front of you, next time, I’m stealing it.

-Rusty.