Red eye blues

I flew back from San Jose with a German Shephard under my legs. She was a good dog; her owner was returning to the east coast for three weeks to check on her house on Montauk. She had lived in New Jersey for almost thirty years until IBM transferred her husband out to San Jose. Her husband now works for an infrared visioning company that sells their technology to the military. She had purchased the house as a rental property ten years ago and has a steady clientele. For the past five years she has had the same summer tenant. In the fall she has a fisherman who has also been a consistent seasonal tenant for the past five years.

On boarding the plane, the head flight attendant told us that we were flying "Cool Blue." I hadn't realized that all of jetBlue's planes were named. He told us his favorite planes were "Bippity-boppity-blue" and another whose name I forget. I tried to sleep, unsuccessfully. CNN's headline news cycled through the same news for the duration of the flight. I listened to Madvillain and Prince. Coincidentally, my last meal in California was at a Mediterranean restaurant where I had falafel; my first meal on this protracted trip was also falafel.

Arriving home, I found it a mess. Mold clung to the bathtub and much as I wanted to shower, I decided to just go to sleep. I woke this afternoon and managed to score tickets to see Prince at MSG a month from today. Things are looking up slightly. Posted by eku at June 13, 2004 3:59 PM