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On my way home to Seattle from Houston, my flight from IAH to DFW was canceled.  This was my first canceled flight ever. Sweet. Adventure. The twenty or so of us end up going back to the ticketing counter and get rerouted on later flights. It ends up not being much of a big deal. I get to DFW two hours later than I'm supposed to and have to wait an hour for my connection to SEA.... which is now delayed.

 

Now I have a few options of what I can do at this point. Use the free WiFi and catch up on some email and chat with friends... go to the bar at TGI Fridays, watch the Olympics with a beer and chat up some strangers... sit patiently at the gate and read my awesome book... scream at the gate agent and demand a free upgrade.

 

All signs pointed towards beer.

 

This place was packed. Evidently everyone who has a canceled or delayed flight congregates here to bitch about their misfortune. It just so happens that I got sandwiched between two people with the same story. The gent to my left was from Tyler Texas and headed to Amarillo (pronounced Amerillah) for business. The gal to my right just got done visiting her son at a boarding school in Utah and was on her way home to Tennessee. She was talking to the bartender when I sat down and the first thing I heard her say was, "I need tequila and a beer. Now." To which I replied, "Damn, you're not messin around". She smiled and declared that she was buying every drink I ordered. Insisted even. Two beers, two shots and some interesting conversation later we were both on our respective ways home. Strangers are awesome.

 

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Thanks, Josh... I think. I've been up til 3am playing this damn thing.

 

 

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So I get back from show site, go to my room, pee, wash, fire up the ol' laptop and sit down while I wait for it to boot up.  Not two seconds after I press the power button I hear a 'thunk' and 'sploosh' come from my bathroom. What the hell...? The maid came late so maybe its the shower leaking water or something. SPLOOSH SPLOOSH GLUB GLUB... aw shit, thats no shower. As I reach the doorway to my bathroom a foul stench is there to greet me and a veritable geiser of dirty water and crap (not actual crap, just black foreign things) is coming up from the freshly dislodged pea catch under the sink - the U shaped thing the sink drains into.

 

One phone call, five minutes and two "engineers" later they finally had my bathroom in working order. And, more importantly, not smelling like poop.

 

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Yes, the wheels have come off.  I'm sorry I haven't posted  a picture in awhile... but that doesn't mean I'm not taking them! As soon as I can get to a quality internet connection I'll post like mad. But until then just post a ton of comments here.

 

athankyou

 

btw - omgwftbbq - Winters Tale by Mark Helprin - simply stunning.

 

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In an interview with a famous magazine, Chuck Norris answered every question by pointing to his belt buckle which read: Not My Problem.  After five minutes of this, Chuck Norris got up and said, "Interview over." and roundhouse kicked the camera man. Upon witnessing this the inverviewer shrieked, "You've killed him!". Chuck Norris replied by pointing to his belt buckle and flew away.

 

When Chuck Norris falls into water, he doesn't get wet. The water gets Chuck Norrised.

 

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Holy crap what a wind storm. I had no idea this was bound for us until Eli told me as I was leaving his place on Friday.

 

"Is it warmer out here?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's going to get real windy later..."

 

I was sayin to myself.. not likely. I mean, the clouds weren't moving. The rain had stopped. It looked like it was clearing up.

 

WRONG!

 

The wind literally started to howl at our place around 10. Driving rain, flickering power... first the cable went... then the power. It was AWESOME. The sky was glowing blue from all the transformers blowing. A tree fell on the power lines next to our complex. Everything was bathed a blue glow. Erie, awesome. Storms are sweet.

 

I woke up to Mark coming in the front door. 8:30am.. wts.. its early. Apparently the cable was still out. Since our internet is through cable.. and we had no cable.. we had no internet. No internet means no WoW. No WoW means Mark took the opportunity to run errands. Over a cup of freshly brewed Guatemalan coffee he tells me how the complex is destroyed. Debris all over hell. A tree fell from a neighboring complex and was three inches away from totaling some dudes SUV. The 02/04/2006 photo will be a montage.

 

Even Rocky had a montage.

 

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