Sunday, December 12, 2010
I swear - every red-eye flight... there is some bawling infant that the parent is toting up and down the isles, so everyone on the flight gets to suffer equally.
Flying Finster at Forty Thousand Feet Phenomenon... it never fails.
It's 3:30 AM, SHOVE THAT KID INTO THE OVERHEAD AND SHUT THE DOOR!
Dad is waving the kid over his head like one of the Sand People pumping his rifle in Star Wars... BWWWAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDddddd...
"Chewie, is that you?"