Adventures of a Recovering Fat Guy
I am drinking whole milk and watching people read the paper. We have been ushered through the airport easily and quickly. It has been pretty awesome. Whole milk is like a dessert to me. I only buy skim. The bartender said he thought I was going to order a bloody mary. I guess I look like a boozer.
That song “Kiss me” by Sixpence None the Richer has always been particularly heartbreaking to me. I don’t know why, but I just love that song.
I’m on hold with Delta because I forgot my skymiles number and you have to call them to get it again. I have now been on hold for fifteen minutes. Earlier I was on hold for twenty before I gave up. Sigh. You’d think they could just send an email to the address on your account to tell you what your info is, but no.
My flyers are up at Smith’s for my show on the 9th! I can’t wait. Portland this weekend! Rarrrarararr!
Expect some more pissy posts about lines and air travel. So annoying!
Here I am in line at the Atlanta airport. I can not see either end of the line I am in from where I am standing. I can’t help feeling that all this is highly ridiculous.
I wonder if it will ever get better, flying. Will I ever be able to board a plane again without feeling dehumanized? The whole thing has a post-apocalyptic orwellian feel to it.
Don’t worry, America. We are making you take your shoes off! So it’s safe!
A friend of mine
trains horses
and I am trying
to get her to name
one
Mister Gallops.
I am at Smith’s olde bar watching my boy Adam James rip it up. There is a disco ball here.
Tomorrow I leave for Las Vegas. I am quite sleepy.
Adam is a great singer.
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