quick thoughts on airplanes

the best "fashion" i saw on the whole trip was a kid on a leash in the dulles airport. because the leash was actually a stuffed monkey secured to the kid's back and controlled by the tail. excellent. and punny.

a small child closed himself in the bathroom and could not get out. you can choose to feel sorry for him, but it was really funny. when asked what his name was, he replied "chris"... this is, apparently, not his name, nor is it the name of anyone else in his family. upon further examination, it turns out he was also the kid on the leash. coincidence?

when the pilot is an hour late, none of the explanations you can come up with are especially comforting.

finally, every time i happened to look at the wing of the plane, it made me think of the strange monkey thing from the twilight zone loooooking over at captain kirk and flying off backwards. pretty sure people were starting to wonder about my random inexplicable laughter. there's something... on the wing... of... the plane!