Outward bound

Here I am sitting in the airport getting ready to fly to phoenix.  This trip is my yearly trip for work and should be a good experience. I vow to avoid kidney stones or other medical stuff this trip.
So far I’ve not had any real apprehension or major worries.

The metal detector didn’t luke my belt, the first time that’s ever happened.

There was an elderly gentleman and his wife behind me who tried to get through security with a golf club… The TSA agent sounded utterly shocked when he had to explain it to the mans wife.

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4 years today.

I just can’t believe it’s been four years. I still miss him so much. I still just hurt. It’s hard to explain how it hurts but, I just feel like a part of me was ripped away that day 4 years ago.

We had this unspoken form of communication, where we pretty much always knew what the other was going to say. It just happend , there was no working, no guessing, it was just there. That’s really how the whole friendship was from day one, there was never any work, never any reason to worry you might say the wrong thing. It was just there. Dave was such an incredibly wonderful person and I will miss him every day of my life. My life has been truly blessed to have been able to call him my friend.

I’ll be going to the grave this afternoon after work and will probably stop and see his parents again too.

If I’m crabby today or seem down please forgive me and try not to take it personal. Its not about you…

Great Quote

“To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a little better; whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded!” Ralph Waldo Emerson

Grrrrr

Well interesting, my log seems to have been hacked. Fortunately not to badly as far as I can tell. I have updated the software to the latest version. (Thank you wordpress for making it painless via SVN and about 30 seconds of work)

I woke up to an email form my server thanking me for setting up my blog… VERY SCARY.

I have also updated wordpress on the other sites I host for safteys sake.

notes from crabby passenger in 20C

Guy in 20B get you leg off me… Seriously there’s barely enough room in my seat area for me, spreading your legs wide and then because you are bored bouncing you damn leg making it rub agaisnt mine for hours is going to get you punched. Your wife is in seat 20A play with her not me. Also, your seat space ends at the armrest not 6 inches over the edge. Your damn boney elbow in my gut or back is really uncomfortable.

Kid in 19B when your mother says “I think someone has to go to the bathroom” that means you… Stop trying to hold it and stinking up the area worse than a bristol privy on a 100 degree day… Planes have lavatories… Use it!!!
Mom in 19A… I don’t care how special you think little Shawn is, when he’s not getting the hint about his bowl movements… Just take him…

Steward dude, when you are dancing at the drink cart… Please don’t forget that you have passengers right behind you… I did not enjoy your rear end wiggling right in my face for a full 12 seconds…

To the woman sitting somewhere around row 14… Turing side to side past each row as you attempt to squeeze by doesn’t help make you less annoying. In fact it makes you more so because every time you turn you end up hitting someone else. Turn sideways, stay that way and walk like the rest of us…

To the woman who was at the lavatory before me, I’m waiting behind your husband in the isle so you can sit back down, you aren’t doing me any favors by turning back around and heading back to stand in front of the door I want in so we can then try to squeeze two people in the isle… Its not rocket science… Sit down and get out of the isle!!!

Sigh….

I’m sick, I’m crabby, and I’m tired of being on an airplane…

ive had all i can stand

Seriously, I am done with air travel for a while I swear to god every freaking person on this flight has shoved their posterior in my face. I know I’m grumpy cause I’m sick so I’m probably just more sensative but damn! It seems like they all choose my row to pass by each other too. I can’t tell you how many times I’m been pushed at prodded sat on or run into while trying to sit in my seat!!! 2+ hours to go… I may survive it…

Heading North

I’m in the air on my 3 hour flight to alaska from seattle. This plane has direct tv in every seat just swipe your card for $6 to use it. I’m not…
For the first time I can remember in years I have an open seat next to me. I have the armrest up and don’t feel cramped. The woman in the window seat and I have both clamed the middle seat for our possesions and therefor have decent legroom too.
The are bringing around the meal of a salad and a turkeydog now.

in seattle

I have landed safely in Seattle, now wandering the airport to get to my next gate. I have 2 hours or so to kill…

still flying…

“Up in the air” is over. I wasn’t horribly impressed. It was actually kind of depressing if you ask me. George Clooneys character may have learned a little bit about life I suppose but ultimatly he seemed worse off for the events in the movie. The other characters didn’t seem much better off either. I guess I am happy I don’t fly for a living but, whatever.

flight

Well, I’m in flight. The plane is pretty nice, multiple LCDs for the movie. (“Up in the air”) the one stewardass seems intent on running into me at every opportunity.
The seats are comfortable though, and so far so good.