Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Day Six



Seats assigned, they sit. Options of dumb PG13s, dumber in-flight printed propaganda and the superlative of trying to relax in coach.

'Until recently I thought that since we are all are going to the same place, spending an additional few hundred dollars for first was folly. But five hours in this position is just short of cruel and unusual.'

Nodding his agreement, he marked the place in his paperback with his thumb, lowered the book to lap, caracoled his head right and offered,

'The arrow that hits bulls-eye is the result of ninety-nine that missed.'

'Can I buy you a beer?'

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