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Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Ironman has Converted Me / A Flying Dilemma



This movie is a CINEMATIC EXPERIENCE. All the actors are amazing, the effects are amazing, the explosions are amazing. And I don't even like explosions. Just go see it.

On another note, I'll be flying back across the U.S. to NYC tonight on a redeye to JFK. Yippee. Oh, and I have a center seat. Hopefully there won't be any small barking dogs, morbidly obese flaky-skinned farters or a high-school glee club members in my aisle. (All these things have actually happened. And then there was this time with the spontaneous explosive puker two aisles back, but I digress.)

I always thought it would be nice if, instead of letting you pick your seat based on a mock-up of the inside of the plane, they let you choose your seat based on the people who'd be sitting next to you.


"Would you like:


A) a Mexican laborer who prefers Axe body spray over showers (no extra charge)


B) a normally polite teenager who possibly has rabies (no extra charge)


or C) the chick who got kicked off a Southwest flight for wearing a too-short miniskirt (no extra charge from the airline, but she may charge her own, additional fee)"


Ah, screw it. I'm just going to take a sleeping pill and pretend I'm not on a plane.


Bon voyage!