October 21, 2005

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  Because you care:
  lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
  fleetwood mac
  mirage

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  At about three thirty, I’m gonna MUNI to the BART station on Mission. Then I’m gonna catch a southbound train to SFO. Fleetwood Mac, Adriena Bartosova, and Zucchero will sing and play for me on my headphones as I stare out the blurry window. I don’t know why, but there is something very comforting about isolating myself with music while on public trasportation. I like it better than driving.

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  There’s a flight leaving SFO for SEA a little after six, and I have a ticket to get on that flight. I mean, I don’t have an actual paper ticket, but one of those electronic ones.(Meaning I shouldn’t spill coffee on it.) The last paper ticket I got was probably in ’94. I was 12 years old then and planes had paper menus in Economy.

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  I’m fucking 24 years old now and peanuts have become too expensive to provide in Economy. At this rate Economy really will become cattle class because it’d be cheaper to move cows and people at the same time. Many redneck farmers will subsequently join the mile high club when they hear Old Betsy can ride with them on an aeroplane.

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  I need to leave now. I have to pick up Old Betsy to sow some wild oats 30,000 feet up from here.

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  • 2:33 pm
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