Yeah, I know that isn’t how the song goes. I wasn’t in Baton Rouge either.
When I fly I get to the airport early. It just makes me crazy to be running late on a typical day. On travel days it becomes almost an obscession to be early. I kind of like being at the airport (Atlanta, Newark, not you. I hate being at your airports), there is so much to see.
Here’s A Good Idea…Put Your Crappy Attitude In Your Checked Luggage Next Time.
I like TSA. They do important work. I don’t think they need people mouthing off to them.
I don’t mind if they need to look in my bag. I don’t mind if they ask me questions. I don’t mind taking my Read the rest of this entry »
Recently, my brother brought up something he’s tossed out at me since we were kids. Because he is far more sophisticated now than he was back when we lived under my parents roof, he resurrected it this time in verse.
For those of you who know me and wonder what went on in my development that made me the way I am, I will tell you that growing up with someone who can generate something like the next line may have something to do with it. Read the rest of this entry »