Big ol' Jet Airliner

Don't carry me too far aw-ay... ohhhh big ol' jet airliner- Cause it's here that I have to stay *playing air guitar*

Love Steve Miller. Now how many of you will have that song stuck in your head today I wonder? Wow what a strange couple of days it's been, I truly appreciate all of your compliments on my HNT and my glasses yesterday... It was cool to surf the airport wi-fi for the short time that I had "check-in" unfortunately my time was so abrupt and scattered I was not able to comment... When I saw that Mamalicious had trouble today it was a firm reminder to me that there are some really bored, jealous, cruel people out there. It's unfortunate that we lost a good member of our blog circle in this. I'm hoping that she'll stop by every once and awhile atleast.

Jesus, I felt the same when Blondie left.
And the same when Lil left.
And the same when Castu left....

WTF? Dammit! Fuckers ya got me all teary.
Heartfeltedly (not a word, i know) it's a friggin shame, and it's down right unnecessary. I still believe that if people are going to make an afternoon out of ruining somebody.. They should be able to do it full on. No anonymity... It's bullshit... And most likely these are the people that will eventually get theirs. Kharma's a bitch.

I'd wax more philosophical but I've been spiritually high maintenance today.
Yep, had that wonderful 9:30am flight! And then a surprise one at 1:05 to a completely different state then planned! OH people, there's so a story here...

It won't kill my anonymity to tell you where I flew to, because you have no idea where I flew out of... Or maybe you do. And if you do please keep it to yourself, thanks!
My scheduled flight to Oregon took off just fine since it stopped raining for like 15 minutes here (thank god).
BUT, as expected on a tiny ass plane the take off was shitty... The flight was shitty...
I chewed gum and rubbed my forehead the whole time since we never really stopped experiencing turbulence until we landed safely in Portland. Oregon is absolutely beautiful in every way, and the people are friendly, and it wasn't raining. Makes me SO want to move there.

Meetings went well, almost too quick to justify the drama of the plane ride... But you know me, kept my chin up and all that.

I don't talk about what I do professionally much, and yes I have a day job for those that wondered. I do not sit at home eating bon-bons unfortunately... But if any of you want to finance me to do that... I'd love it, thanks!

For those of you who don't understand my job, let me elaborate. I work for a company yes, but not really... Okay KINDA. It's one very important guy... And four of us that support him. Entourage? Totally. Two translators, an accountant, and a right hand man (who is me).
Yes, just like the Don... And his support staff.

So yesterday it was me, my boss, the two translators... And a very small turbo prop jet chartered. Fun.

K so back to the schedule.... Last minute phone call comes in and there's some business to do in Idaho. YES Idaho. So my boss being all excited to have his plane at his disposal decides we need to journey up to the big ID (where potatoes run free and there isn't fuck-all to do). Flight to Idaho? Sucked big balls guys and gals... Bad weather forced us to a low altitude in which I quipped with my co-workers over whether I should look for emergency parachutes. Good thing though, we found a mini bar! Which quickly became our motivation for coping with the twin prop puddle-jumping.

I had a mini Jack Daniels straight... And then felt the burn as we descended and landed. Yep, great time was had by all.

Here's where the story gets fun though... Around 3:30 we're at the airport waiting to head back to whence we came. But no go, the weather in my home state would not allow for us to hop our plane back... Um WHAT?!?!? Holy fuck dude, please let me not be stuck in Idaho for the evening. Either that or it was to fly into my state and then drive 6 hours to my city from the alternate airport.

We waited, stuck, for about an hour. I was nerval. Yes, nerval... Past nervous. I imagined my family at home having a nice warm dinner whilst I did the fast food and hotel route in a state that boasts the highest teen pregnancy rate in the nation... K, that's just depressing as hell; just shows that there's absolutely NOTHING to do in Idaho besides fuck. Which I guess is kinda cool... hmmm. Maybe I should rethink my opinion... *shrug*

To make a long story short we were informed at the eleventh hour that there was a nice United twin prop flight leaving for home in 15 minutes. I was focused and made sure we made that flight... Again, worst flight ever. I spent most of my time laughing at the pilot who quipped over the intercom "You may want to meet and make friends with the person next to you..."

So of course I had to make the airplane movie quote "we might not make it through this... And I've never been with a man before..." Which eased the tension of the guy sitting next to me... Poor guy.

Thankfully, I am home now... Safe and sound in my own little play space once again. I feel kinda jet lagged and dis-associated but at least I got to have a little adventure in my work week!

Some bullet points of interest:
-- Two more weeks til Vegas!
-- My new glasses kick ass and are worth every penny.
-- Buzzed dictating sucks when you have to do it quickly.
-- I picked the wrong week to stop taking amphetamines.


Happy Tripple FFF people, seriously... have a drink on me!