...full of hazardsso here ends another entry in the annals of bastardly travel. the bastard will speak more of it but right now, i'm just glad to be on this side of the metal detectors.
it didn't hurt when the crippled burnout at the ticket counter asked the boy where his i.d. was with me knowing damn well that i left it in a cedar box somewhere in northwestern tucson but right now, i'm just glad to be on this side of the metal detectors.
sure, my airline of choice had killed the route to tucson, so i had to go to phoenix which added up to a 2 hour drive to tucson but right now, i'm just glad to be on this side of the metal detectors.
which ended up in a 2 hour ride back to the effing airport but right now, i'm just glad to be on this side of the metal detectors.
and the boy and i got stopped at a railroad crossing with a mile long train but right now, i'm just glad to be on this side of the metal detectors.
and while the bastard is thinking about it, you drivers here in the phoenix area are just goddam awful at driving. you are by far the most impatient lot the bastard has ever had the displeasure of driving with this side of boston, mass. but right now, i'm just glad to be on this side of the metal detectors.
well, the plane is here and i am out. 2 months of fun in the city with the boy. maybe we'll go see that sex in the city movie.
2 comments:
Well Bastard I am glad you are on that side of the metal detectors. By the time you get this you should be on anoter side of the metal detectors and the contry. Happy Fathering from the same state. I am sure the boy would love The Sex in the City movie alot more than Iron Man or Indiana Jones. Maybe you should see What happens in Vegas
actually, the boy said he had a deep need to see made of honor
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