Sky High

For once, I feel tall. The only problem is that I am in the wrong place to feel tall. I would love to feel tall when I am playing basketball, climbing a tree (or a rock, perhaps) and hell, even when I am mowing the lawn. However, there are bad times to feel tall, like now. I am 30,000+ feet in the air and I feel like I am the size of the plane, maybe bigger – not good, by any means. My ass is about to go numb since the cushioning on the seat has reached its limit of softness, and my ears have been popping for about 30 minutes straight now. But the good news – I feel tall.

Columbus, Ohio. Sounds boring, and it may well be, but I just realized that Ohio has 3 cities that can attract people – Cincy, Cleveland and Columbus. Pretty impressive when you think about it. Texas, California, Florida all do the same, but they are Texas, California and Florida. This is Ohio I am talking about. Ohio. Drew Carey may be the most famous person I have the ‘chance’ to run into if I am lucky. This is the state, or one of them, that cannot even vote correctly. However, I have heard good things about Ohio, especially Columbus.

I am in the back of the plane, only a few rows (3 to be precise) from the shitter. My counterpart is about 7 rows in front of me, however she is not sitting next to a good looking female. This may be the only full row of the plane, and I am in it, but I do dit next to something beautiful, which I will not complain abaout.

Only on an airplane can you read about useless shit. I know where I can order boots for my dog, if I ever get one I know how much an inflatable slide for my pool costs. I even know that they make ramps for your pet to get on and off the couch. On the other side, I now know that I want to go to Colorado to visit Mesa Verde National Park. And, if I ever go on a Delta flight that offers music, to bring my own headphones since they cost $2 to listen to Michael Mcdonald and Tom Jones during the flight.

Sky High

For once, I feel tall. The only problem is that I am in the wrong place to feel tall. I would love to feel tall when I am playing basketball, climbing a tree (or a rock, perhaps) and hell, even when I am mowing the lawn. However, there are bad times to feel tall, like now. I am 30,000+ feet in the air and I feel like I am the size of the plane, maybe bigger – not good, by any means. My ass is about to go numb since the cushioning on the seat has reached its limit of softness, and my ears have been popping for about 30 minutes straight now. But the good news – I feel tall.

Columbus, Ohio. Sounds boring, and it may well be, but I just realized that Ohio has 3 cities that can attract people – Cincy, Cleveland and Columbus. Pretty impressive when you think about it. Texas, California, Florida all do the same, but they are Texas, California and Florida. This is Ohio I am talking about. Ohio. Drew Carey may be the most famous person I have the ‘chance’ to run into if I am lucky. This is the state, or one of them, that cannot even vote correctly. However, I have heard good things about Ohio, especially Columbus.

I am in the back of the plane, only a few rows (3 to be precise) from the shitter. My counterpart is about 7 rows in front of me, however she is not sitting next to a good looking female. This may be the only full row of the plane, and I am in it, but I do dit next to something beautiful, which I will not complain abaout.

Only on an airplane can you read about useless shit. I know where I can order boots for my dog, if I ever get one I know how much an inflatable slide for my pool costs. I even know that they make ramps for your pet to get on and off the couch. On the other side, I now know that I want to go to Colorado to visit Mesa Verde National Park. And, if I ever go on a Delta flight that offers music, to bring my own headphones since they cost $2 to listen to Michael Mcdonald and Tom Jones during the flight.