No, really. Life is rough. In order to maintain my jet-setting ways at a reasonable price, I have to take flights that make me get up at 5 in the morning. As expected, considering my brain is already functioning at levels on par with those of the “intellectually disabled,” I thought I’d limit my blogging today to simple observations at BWI.
What I see: Lots of fat kids eating McDonalds; a Kate Gosslyn dead animal haircut on a 20-something (this greatly upsets me); and a probable homosexual in European-looking pointy-toed loafers.
So far, this last observation is my favorite and not just because of his Eurotrash footwear. He’s also having what might be the most salacious conversation I’ve had the pleasure of rudely eavesdropping on in years. It’s even better because I can only hear one half of it since the other party is only represented to me by the bedazzled Bluetooth this scandalous man has attached to his right ear.
“I have a bruise on my arm.”
“Oh just from being thrown.”
“Of course it was fun!”
“A hundred bucks.”
I told you it was salacious! Oh my…!
Anyway, have a great weekend and most of next week. Once again, the blogging will be spotty because, well, like I said, I'M ON A BOAT!