The flight from Chicago last night was relatively uneventful. My connecting flight out of Minneapolis had some kind of seat-map fiasco that caused a bunch of drama, but I was oblivious to it all because I was focused on playing Ticket to Ride and listening to Foster the People's new album, Torches.
The drive home over the mountains this morning, however, was a drama-fest of epic proportions. There was driving rain, road construction, car accidents, traffic jams, and never-ending dumbassery that lasted three hours and fifteen minutes. A full hour longer than usual.
Now that it's all over, I just want to sleep.
And ride a unicorn.
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We saw “Up in the Air” via NetFlix last weekend, and I said, “This must be what it’s like to be Dave!” Except the driving through the mountains part. That’s uniquely you and has yet to be portrayed in film (as far as I know).
No one ever wants to ride the forgotten Pegasus.
Maybe it would have been easier if you had been riding a unicorn instead of driving.