not juice from concentrate

August 9, 1999

I'm justifying another gap in communication as I just finished redesigning things a bit. I hope this doesn't lead to much confusion.

I woke up at a beyond early hour this morning so I could get myself to the airport in time for my 6 am flight to Raleigh. The world is a fairly tranquil place at that hour, even in Detroit. The airport, however, is a completely different story. I don't think I've ever seen that many people waiting in line to check in or to get through security. Thankfully I had an e-ticket, so checking in was not a issue as very few people seem comfortable using the electronic check-in stations, but security slowed me down considerably. After about ten minutes I made it through the line and booked it down to my gate; C 16 is about as far away as you can get and still be in the terminal. As soon as I got there, the gate agent started boarding first class passengers. I was not a first class passenger and I probably will never have the money to buy such a ticket for a very long time, but I boarded with them anyway because I think I'm special.