Travel Notes, Ruminations, and Whatnot #1—02/01/06 early a.m.
Random thought to self on random fellow passenger:
Perfect hair. Looking dapper in over-priced denim head to toe. You and your friends, Bahamas bound, are nauseating. Your collective tones are so superior that I have to look around to see just who exactly you are better than. You are nothing to me. Nor am I to you. Why then do I take pleasure in watching your fists clench in fear, your thighs and calves constrict and freeze as we take off and again when we land?
Perhaps you are better than the rest of us. Or at least me and my judgment.
Perfect hair. Looking dapper in over-priced denim head to toe. You and your friends, Bahamas bound, are nauseating. Your collective tones are so superior that I have to look around to see just who exactly you are better than. You are nothing to me. Nor am I to you. Why then do I take pleasure in watching your fists clench in fear, your thighs and calves constrict and freeze as we take off and again when we land?
Perhaps you are better than the rest of us. Or at least me and my judgment.
posted by Ryan at 8:35 PM
1 Comments:
Let me be the first to welcome you and your excellent judgement back. There are morsels of wonderfulness in each of these posts, and I sure am glad to see you! Woohoo!
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