Current Trip

Headed back, again..

Well, here I sit at Chicago O'hare Intl. Airport. I arrived at my flight in OKC on time as usual. This time it was particularly hard to say goodbye. I dont know what it is, but when Billie cries, it tears me apart. I mentally prepared myself for what was going to happen, but it doesn't help. i think if you truly love someone then there is nothing that can help the heartache. I know I continue to say this, but I AM REALLY TIRED OF LEAVING MY FAMILY. I dont know why I put that in caps like that. Well, anyway, I am at the airport. I made it out of OKC hassle free for once. No running, no waiting, just smooth transition from earth to 36,000ft with no issues. But I get into Chicago where I normally have some major issue and all hell breaks loose.

1630 - The plane that I am on lands about 24 minutes early. I could only imagine how he made it so fast becuase it felt like we were hauling some major ass up there. You wouldn't think one of those small Embraer Jets can bank like a F35 Joint Strike Fighter, but I will attest that it most certainly can. We get out of the plane, I dont even have to go through security to get to my new gate. I sit back, eat a sandwich and enjoy my life.

Well, about 5:30, I decide to go and ask why we haven't begun to board the aircraft. This bitch tells me that they had to move the gate from B7 to B25 which sounds close, but in airport terms, those fucking gates are like a 1/4 mile apart it seems. So now I have to run my ass off which completely goes against everything I was going for here (told you something would happen at Chicago). I make it to the gate at 5:57 which is about oh 3 minutes before departure and they wont let me on. I basically was told to go fuck myself and go to customer service. After another 3mi walk I meet this wonderful young lady who was apparently molested as a child and beaten everyday since. She gives me the "I dont care, Im from Chicago" attitude (on the record, i dont know what that is, but she was a bitch. She says "we can get you on a flight at 9:45 to Washington D.C. but you connection to Kuwait City is at 10:00PM". So I am like "you mean I have 15 minutes to make a connecting flight"? Her response was great. "No sir, you have plenty of time, thats 10:00PM tomorrow night". I wish I had the floating mario cloud and camera to take a picture of my face sometimes. For those of you skimming my bible here, that means I have a 24hour layover in Washinton D.C. tonight and nowhere to go. Looks like I will be visiting the nations capitol, smithsonian and other monuments. Hey, you think that Obama will have a beer with me since I am all veteran and shit? Anyways, stay tuned for the next part of fiasco.

1230 AM, 24th - So I awoke to find myself on the plane, alone. I guess I shouldn't have had those beers and Tylenol PM in Chicago. Well, not a big deal, God knows I have plenty of time to get to my next flight. I make it through the airport with one leg asleep. It feels like a movie where I am walking slow and everyone is blazing by. No one is at the counters so i have to sit it out until about 6AM. Guess I will find a place to sleep for now..

6:45 - Well, I managed to get my ass back up. I dont think you have experienced joy until you sleep with your head on a baggage carousel in Washington DC. I feel great. There are a few people here now. I talked to a very nice lady who ended up apologizing a million times for what happened in Chicago. They were going to comp me business class, but I am not ACTIVE DUTY (oh this shit again). But she hooked me up with a nifty seat in 30A. For those of you who dont know the layout of a Boeing 747-200/400 that well, that would be an emergency row window seat. That is like the coolest spot on the plane. I have plenty of leg room, my own tray/tv and first on the slide in the event of some catastrophic bullshit. Thats better than first class. So basically I can just sit here in the terminal until this evenings flight. I am going to venture outside some, but I am about 25mi from the White House and crap. I am sure I will have something to add soon though..

12:11 - Well, I am still here as you might have suspected. I have organized all of my music though so that is sweet. it could have been avoided if I had known you could un-check the box in iTunes that copies and organizes for you. Oh Apple, you tricky pricks. I did however see what appeared to be a tranny in 4in heels with a mess of Louis Vuitton luggage. You must really want to be a woman walking through Intl. Airports in shoes like that. Adams apple, dead give away man..