I am writing this long post from the Memphis airport. I wasn't supposed to be here - I was. Supposed to fly through Minneapolis. Whatever - as long as I get to San Francisco within the next few hours, all will be good in this world.
They just announced boarding for my flight. And, on cue, everybody has rushed the boarding area, inevitably slowing the process as a result.
There's a fellow sitting across from me who looks a lot like Sydney Pollack. But I think he died recently - so unless the government was successful in its "ReAnimating The Dead Project," I doubt it's him.
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