Timing
Is it an accident, predestination, blind luck, or just the work of the Illuminati that Iraq’s elections didn’t have a schedule conflict with the Super Bowl?
Liz made it back from the UK, a day late and a few quid short. She made it as far as Memphis last night, but then they cancelled her flight to RDU so she ended up staying at the Holiday Inn. Today, they routed her through Detroit on the way home just to add insult to injury. The name of this airline is Northwest, boys and girls, and their sole mission on this planet is to make you waste precious hours of your threescore and ten sitting around in the Detroit Metro Airport – a consistent winner in the worst fucking airport anyone has ever been to category. If you have the choice of flying Northwest to your destination or being dragged backwards there, over asphalt by a flatulent hippo, take the hippo. Trust me.
8:05:28 PM 
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