As Pretty as an Airport
As I write this, I am sitting in FLL’s Terminal 1, Concourse B, Gate B3 waiting to board Flight 299 to LAX via MSY, departing at 7:50am EDT. I have boarding pass number 4 and a pretty blue preboarding pass because of my arm mom. I’m drinking a free can of orange juice, plugged into a free outlet in this column next to me, on the free “Guest” wireless network, waiting for my free flight across the country where I’ll reside with a great friend who has told me not to worry about the cost of food, or lodging, or transportation. And I’m blogging this.
If networking isn’t important in today’s society, what the hell am I doing here?
This is the cat’s pajamas.
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Update: That was the best flight experience I ever had. Free Bloody Marys, a window seat that I never had to move from, and a row to myself for the second (longer) leg of the trip. When I got off the plane, I went to the bathroom to put my contacts in, walked to the carousel right as my luggage was disgorged from the depths, and walked outside right as Steve (Carlos’ brother) pulled up in front of me. We then grabbed some quick fast food and cruised the PCH and Sunset Blvd. Nice beginning to my trip so far.
Mom, 
Oi! 9:02 am on Monday, May 24, 2004 Permalink
You lucky, lucky bastard. Have a good time
Danny Dawson 4:51 pm on Monday, May 24, 2004 Permalink
I’m having a great time. Pictures of Jared’s wedding are up, and when I get the chance I’ll put up other pictures of the trip.
I owe a lot to Carlos and his family for putting me up and being incredibly hospitable to me. I love you guys. Thank you.
Mom 7:56 pm on Tuesday, May 25, 2004 Permalink
Danny, I’m so glad you went out to California and got to spend time with your friends. I know that is where your heart is. We miss you back here at home. Love ya, Mom