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October 21, 2003 - Tuesday

 So Close…

…and yet so far. I got to the airport just in time to watch my flight leave without me.

The plane was still at the gate when I arrived, but “regulations” prevented them from opening the door they’d just closed for the passenger they’d waited for before closing it. Stupid. So I watched through the window as it sat there for another five minutes before pushing back and taxiing out to the runway for takeoff. So I took the next flight and made it to Fresno two hours later. Woo.

Of course at this point you’re wondering, “Hey Chuck, where’s the taxi picture?” Why, it’s right here:

My driver, Gevork, assured me that I did not need help.

And of course you’re wondering what the view out my hotel window is. Well, it’s dark outside right now so it’s difficult to see much of anything, but I think there’s enough light for you to make out the friggin’ VOLLEYBALL GAME going on right outside my window:

I especially liked all the times my side’s defense sucked and the other team was able to spike the ball against my wall. That was grreeaatt.

Fresno does have its bright side, though: One casino downtown and two others within a 30 minute drive. This trip might not be so bad after all.


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 Wasted Time

Well, hell. Now it looks like maybe I shot myself in the foot with all that dawdling.

I called for a cab nearly an hour ago and had a hell of a time getting anyone on the phone at several cab companies. When I finally did get someone to answer, she told me it would be a 40 minute wait, “maybe longer,” before a cab was available. Now, 50 minutes later, it’s looking like longer. And I just remembered that we’ve got a transit strike going on out here, which explains why A) nobody would answer the phone and B) why there’s such a delay in getting a cab: Taxis are the only public transportation running, so I’m competing with every maid and nanny in the city. Now I’m thinking I might miss my flight.

And I was having such a good lazy day!


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 Tye Ming

Oopsie, I made a mistake. My flight out is at 4:50, not 4:30. That buys me another 20 minutes of fucking-off time.

Guess I’ll go check in on the Hot Nineteen-Year-Old Girls Who Like Fat Balding Older Men chat room.


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 Stalling

I have a flight out of LAX to Fresno at 4:30 this afternoon and I just can’t seem to get motivated to get ready to go. Maybe it’s because it’s Fresno, I don’t know.

The flight will start boarding at 4:00. I’m not checking a bag so I don’t really need to be there until 3:30 and even then I’ll still be early. Traffic should be fairly light, so my taxi doesn’t need to be here until about 2:45 (amended from 2:00 after writing this sentence). I still need to shave, shower, and finish packing, which will take about 30 minutes, which means I should get going on by 2:00 to give myself a little bit of a cushion. It’s 12:15 now, which means I can keep screwing around for another hour and 45 minutes.

I wonder what’s on TV?


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