Demonic Gerbil

Hey babe. :)

Welcome home! Hope you had a good trip! I figure you'll be off to bed when you get back, so I'm just leaving a note for you :p

Just got off the phone with Stephanie a few minutes ago. We talked for like, 4 hours or something. Good talking there, oh yes. :D

Halloween 4 was on during the latter part of it. All I can say is that the little girl in it, Danielle Harris, should have a much better career after the amazing performance she put in over the course of 4 and 5 than she does now. Oh, and Kathleen Kinmont has a nice rack. :p

This is the third time in a week that AMC has shown Halloween 4 and 5 back to back.

Dr. Samuel Loomis: The state police will be here soon.
Jamie: And then we'll be safe?
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Yes.
Jamie: You don't believe that, do you?
[checks door, then pauses]
Dr. Samuel Loomis: No...

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First Flight: New Orleans, LA to Houston, TX.

Woke up late! >.< Oh well. No time for breakfast. Had a Nehi soda bought from a gas station on the way. Yes. Nehi. ZOMG WTF AWESOME. It was a Strawberry flavored soda. New Orleans has a lot of 'exit only' off-ramps from the Interstate. Seems to make navigating more difficult than it should be. Goodbye was interrupted by an ambulance which the police officer was waving around the parked Ninja. Get a brain driver. The cop says "Hey, it's like 5 doors down the line, come on!" and you sit there waiting for a parked vehicle to move when you can go right around with ten feet of spare room? You're a moron, an idiot, an uncouth bastard, a tard, a jackass, and several worse things rolled together.

Had a breakfast of pizza and Barq's red cream soda in the airport, then boarded the plane. It was fairly nice. I had an aisle seat and the seat on the other side of me was empty.

Unfortunately the dum--- woman in front of me decided that she really wanted to pretend to take a nap and thus drive her seat back into my forehead. Thanks.

There was this older lady, maybe late fifties, sitting in the window seat on my row. She was funny, eating her own snacks and drinking water out of a smuggled water bottle. I went to pass her some pretzels from the attendant but she didn't want them. I also asked her if she had anything in the overhead compartment to get down, but she didn't so, whatever. She did thank me though. I hope I made her day a bit better because she looked a bit down.

Good flight on Continental here.

Layover: Houston, TX.

Wow. MONSTROUSLY HUGE AIRPORT. Yes. It is. Had to take the monorail to go from the concourse (C) I arrived at and go over to the one I departed from (B). Grabbed a bottle of milk and 24 ounces of Sprite for lunch. ... What? Don't look at me like that. Milk makes a perfectly good food substitute in a pinch. I was the last to board my flight, on this beautiful Embraer RJ145. The woman manning the desk apologized for mispronouncing my name - I pointed out it wasn't her fault I didn't hear her personal call for me since I was off where I wouldn't hear it anyway - and she changed my seat assignment to give me one without a neighbor. Sure, it's an exit row, but I trust in my ability to rip that dinky door free and chuck it out the airplane. Her words were... "How would you like two seats?" Heck yeah.

Second Flight: Houston, TX to Lexington, KY.

The steward gave me a seatbelt extension without me even having to ask. Later, during the refreshment service, I asked for a club soda. He gave me this seltzer water... I forget the brand right now, but it was good. Unlike the rest of the cabin, I got the whole can of my beverage instead of a little dinky cup. Rock on. This flight was awesome. The legroom and seats were like first class. Having the extra seat meant I had somewhere to sit my Asimov's Science Fiction magazine and mp3 player when I wasn't using them without having to lower a tray table, which I'll point out I had two of now so I didn't need to drop the one that's in front of me and thus reduce my personal space.

Kickin'. First class treatment and accomodations for the price of coach? Sign me up. I need to schedule more flights for Embraer RJ145 aircraft in the future. The flight was operated by ExpressJet or something like that for Continental Airlines.

Got home. Had dinner with parents at Chinese place in Richmond (which has a Mongolian Grill in it! w007). Rested and talked to Steph on the phone.

I love Stephanie. :D

Had lunch out at this Mexican place (started with a 'C'?) in Gulfport, MS with the usual suspects plus Katie's James. Service was terrible. I ended up with the wrong dish -- "Somehow spiced 'chicken' magically turns into 'ground beef' when it gets inside of a chimichanga. I'm not sure how that works, but whatever. I didn't care enough to do more than point it out to my fellow diners. Bringing a pitcher of soda is both nice and condescending. Serve me my friggin Sprite you harpy, don't just put a bunch of soda pitchers on the nearby table so you can go smoke more reefer or give out sexual favors behind the restaurant when you're supposed to be doing your bloody job.

Bleh.

Ate at Ruby Tuesday with the usual suspects in the evening. That was fun. I ate mushrooms on my hamburger. I never do that. We had dessert. Yummy.

Didn't do too much else... >.>

P.S. Steph is really cute when she passes out after a bit of 'work'.

First flight: Lexington, KY to Memphis, TN.

Flight was on a little Saab turboprop plane. It was pretty nice, really. Landed on schedule in Memphis. Go Mesaba.

Even got my carry-on checked as "Plane-side Check" or something. Basically they stowed it for me in the cargo hold and I picked it up from them as soon as I unloaded. Now that is service.

Layover: Memphis, TN.

So close to Graceland. No time to go. Or so I thought. That was before the plane broke down. Like two hours later I'm finally in the air. Screw you Northwest Airlines. Why on earth this ticket that I bought from Continental Airlines sent me on your crappy DC-9 I don't know, but it was not worth it. I should have hopped a cab instead. Had a snack of Cheese Nips and Skittles for lunch. >.>

Second flight: Memphis, TN to New Orleans, LA

BAD BAD BAD. The cabin air conditioning was apparently incapable of doing more than keeping the heat from reaching oven levels. Sweltering was the order of the day, in addition to the most cramped conditions I've seen on a plane. "Leg room? No, no, your knees are supposed to be jammed into your chin. We have a mandatory Yoga policy." Punks. I want to eviscerate. At least the New Orleans airport (Louis Armstrong International) was nice and air conditioned.

For Stephanie: http://hsv.com/genlintr/newmadrd/

The New Madrid earthquakes were bad like "They shook Philedelphia" bad.

And, randomly, here's some Brown Recluse Spider stuff.