Just enough Pathos to keep you Hypnotized.

Jesus lost the election. At a catholic school no less.
Some general thoughts on flying.
1. I really like it. It never seems to matter where I’m going or why.
2. Sitting in the aisle is hilarious if only because of the amount of ass that rubs your shoulder. Especially when an older lady in linen pants bookends it with her cheeks.
3. Bickering elderly couples talking over each other, having two different conversations with me at the same time is difficult to follow in English, impossible in Spanish.
4. The Atlanta airport has these glass rooms where people sit and smoke, it’s kind of like the Self-Destructive Retard exhibit at the zoo (sorry smokers). If it makes you feel better, Vonnegut claims it’s the only honorable way to kill yourself.
5. I like to do the crossword on my first flight, filling in whatever I couldn’t answer with the answers from the back, then on the second flight do it again without using the back, to impress people sitting around me. If that doesn’t make me memorable in a stranger’s eyes than I’ll just run up to a kid who just bought an ice cream cone, smash it in his face and say “you remember me forever!” and run off.
6. I know black people can pull off some fashion no nos for crackers, but I saw a black guy with a “Charlie Chaplin” mustache, and to be honest, he looked alright.
7. On one of my flights back, I was seated next to two 50+ Kansas City ladies on their way to Florida to party, although they got a head start before boarding. It was the first time anyone I’ve ever met on a plane gave me a hug.
8. I got a stunning amount of sleep (combined 17 hours) in the Miami airport, played some video games, watched a lot of Grey’s Anatomy season 2.
9. While you hate bad weather, I bet no one hates it more than the check-in desk guys at the airport, because people really lay into them for something that isn’t at all their fault when they miss a flight, and can’t get on the next one.

Apparently people are using laptops to sneak drugs into the computer, because I got detained for about two hours in the legendary airport police department at the Miami airport as they weighed, scanned, sniffed (both dogs and cops) and mildly dismantled a computer I had with me. All in all it was an extremely entertaining way to spend the first part of my 18 hour layover. Plus, they didn’t find the drugs.
I got back alive, and am currently entertaining a guest, my friend Adam. I once spent an entire summer on the beach drinking caipirinhas, this week has been a lot like that. Planning on going to Medellin in a week, this trainee from here last year has a free place to crash and I’ve never been. We should all be proud of Bobby, for possibly the first time in his life, the part of his brain where the tact lies, activated, and while he rambled a bit, his wedding speech was stunningly profanity and embarassment free. But mostly I just sit on the balcony with a ruler to prove the horizon curves and the world is round.

Book of the Week: Bunnicula, reading it to my class. It still thrills.
Movie of the Week: The only one I’ve watched is Dumb and Dumber, so it’d have to be that. Plus it’s hilarious.
Album of the Week: Michigan, Sufjan Stevens. I can’t get enough of UFO Sighting.

plenty of birdseed for you, incubators too,
~Tyrone

I am supposing, or perhaps only hoping, that our future may be found in the past’s fugitive moments of compassion, rather than in its solid centuries of warfare.
-Howard Zinn

My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. What am I doing right?- Charles Schultz

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