Back from the Bay Area

Finally, about a day late, I'm back in New York... back on solid ground... back in the only time zone that matters (I rue the day that I live in a place where I have to get up at 9am on a Sunday just to adjust my football fantasy teams). I've got plenty of stories to share, but in the meantime, here's the #1 Sign That You're on a Flight to Texas:


What the hell was I doing on a flight to Texas? Let's not relive my travel nightmare and just pretend I didn't spend 7 hours at Bush Incontinent... err... Bush Intercontinental Airport in Houston.

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