Live blogging of Dolberry's trip to Sacramento.
1:15: K&A drop me off at the perpetually-under-construction RDU airport. Sometimes it's good to say goodbye, if only because it forces you to realize how much you love two people & how you really hate to be away from them. Already ready for hello again.
3:10: Flight scheduled to leave at 2:14 departs terra firma. Spend most of the trip working on my presentation for tomorrow that is designed to hide the fact that we haven't really progressed at all on this project since the last meeting w/ our partners in October 2005 (... through absolutely no fault of Dolberry.)
4:25: Requisite cloud shot over Chicago. I think if you look closely, you can C-Lo waving near the upper right corner of the frame. (oops, problems w/ laptop & camera not liking each other ... pics will have to be added later).
5:15: At O'Hare, I experience what I expect to be the highlight of the trip. An Italian Beef sandwich w/ sweet peppers at the Billy Goat kiosk. Say what you will about Chicago (& I have), but the place has a few exceptional foodstuffs.
1:15: K&A drop me off at the perpetually-under-construction RDU airport. Sometimes it's good to say goodbye, if only because it forces you to realize how much you love two people & how you really hate to be away from them. Already ready for hello again.
3:10: Flight scheduled to leave at 2:14 departs terra firma. Spend most of the trip working on my presentation for tomorrow that is designed to hide the fact that we haven't really progressed at all on this project since the last meeting w/ our partners in October 2005 (... through absolutely no fault of Dolberry.)
4:25: Requisite cloud shot over Chicago. I think if you look closely, you can C-Lo waving near the upper right corner of the frame. (oops, problems w/ laptop & camera not liking each other ... pics will have to be added later).
5:15: At O'Hare, I experience what I expect to be the highlight of the trip. An Italian Beef sandwich w/ sweet peppers at the Billy Goat kiosk. Say what you will about Chicago (& I have), but the place has a few exceptional foodstuffs.
6:00: Shot of weird terminal C light thingy. That was another thing I liked about Chicago. T'was always a bummer when you didn't have a Terminal C flight.
6:30: Almost miss flight while waiting 8 minutes in a two person line to get a Diet Coke. OK, I'm ready to leave the Windy City now.
7:10: In the air again ... heading west ... judging by how desolate it is below ... I'm guessing we're over Iowa ... a place so dull people have nothing better to do than get obnoxiously proficient at Fantasy Football. Am listening to the United musical selections that are powered by XM satellite radio. Am on the classic rock channel. Someone needs to do some better QC on their choices. They've played "Fly Like an Eagle" which I believe is a theme song for a competing brand to United. Then they did "Broken Wings" by Mister Mister. The song is none to good to begin w/, even when you're standing on the ground, but when Dolberry is 30K feet above the Earth's surface, I don't want to be reminded that wings can break. Keeping on the sadistic theme, they've played Tom Petty's "Into the Great Wide Open" TWICE. Programmer dude, the "great wide open, under the skies of blue, out in the great wide open, a rebel w/o a clue ..." is only a thin metal aircraft skin away from me at present. Jerk.
7:35 Flight attendent makes 2nd announcement requesting that "for security reasons" we should use the lavatory in the compartment we are in (i.e., don't use the first class bathroom, your pee isn't good enough for that.)
8:25 First good song ... Dire Straits "Skateaway". This will probably be the #2 highlight of the trip.
9:05: Pre-write a soon-to-be-published "Life Episodes" DCV entry ... entitled "Berghoff's". Coming soon.
9:50: This stupid channel is on like a 11 song loop. Not that good for a 4hr flight. "So take these broken wings. And learn to fly again. Learn to live so free. When we hear the voices sing. The book of love will open up and let us in." WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT MISTER MISTER. THAT MAKES NO SENSE! Seriously, I would like to take the book of love & whap it upside ol' Mister Mister's head.
10:00: OK. There's some games show on the in-flight TV that looks like Hollywood Squares if Hollywood Squares had been left in the fridge too long w/o the lid on. There are about 80-90 squares. It's gonna take forever to get a line of X's or O's. The answer to the current question is "Kofi Kofi Bo Bofi". Wow. Bob Sagat's the host. (Four of the scariest words in the English language when strung together like that.)
10:50: Plane lands in Sacramento ... early.
12:00: Check in at hotel. Bright neon sign right out my window (IMAX). Won't bother me. Goodnight.
6:30: Almost miss flight while waiting 8 minutes in a two person line to get a Diet Coke. OK, I'm ready to leave the Windy City now.
7:10: In the air again ... heading west ... judging by how desolate it is below ... I'm guessing we're over Iowa ... a place so dull people have nothing better to do than get obnoxiously proficient at Fantasy Football. Am listening to the United musical selections that are powered by XM satellite radio. Am on the classic rock channel. Someone needs to do some better QC on their choices. They've played "Fly Like an Eagle" which I believe is a theme song for a competing brand to United. Then they did "Broken Wings" by Mister Mister. The song is none to good to begin w/, even when you're standing on the ground, but when Dolberry is 30K feet above the Earth's surface, I don't want to be reminded that wings can break. Keeping on the sadistic theme, they've played Tom Petty's "Into the Great Wide Open" TWICE. Programmer dude, the "great wide open, under the skies of blue, out in the great wide open, a rebel w/o a clue ..." is only a thin metal aircraft skin away from me at present. Jerk.
7:35 Flight attendent makes 2nd announcement requesting that "for security reasons" we should use the lavatory in the compartment we are in (i.e., don't use the first class bathroom, your pee isn't good enough for that.)
8:25 First good song ... Dire Straits "Skateaway". This will probably be the #2 highlight of the trip.
9:05: Pre-write a soon-to-be-published "Life Episodes" DCV entry ... entitled "Berghoff's". Coming soon.
9:50: This stupid channel is on like a 11 song loop. Not that good for a 4hr flight. "So take these broken wings. And learn to fly again. Learn to live so free. When we hear the voices sing. The book of love will open up and let us in." WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT MISTER MISTER. THAT MAKES NO SENSE! Seriously, I would like to take the book of love & whap it upside ol' Mister Mister's head.
10:00: OK. There's some games show on the in-flight TV that looks like Hollywood Squares if Hollywood Squares had been left in the fridge too long w/o the lid on. There are about 80-90 squares. It's gonna take forever to get a line of X's or O's. The answer to the current question is "Kofi Kofi Bo Bofi". Wow. Bob Sagat's the host. (Four of the scariest words in the English language when strung together like that.)
10:50: Plane lands in Sacramento ... early.
12:00: Check in at hotel. Bright neon sign right out my window (IMAX). Won't bother me. Goodnight.
1 comment:
Surprisingly, Bob Saget was the dirtiest, most vile (and in certain circumstances, funniest) comedian in the documentary The Aristocrats. Not what you would expect from the Full House, America's Home Video's dolt. This movie is not for the easily disturbed viewer - not only is parental guidance advised, but maybe grand-parental or great-grand-parental guidance. I liked it.
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