tiberius

A very quick update while nobody's looking:

St. Patty's was indeed a blast!

Me, the parentals and cousins went to a festival outside Coors Stadium where the booze and music flowed like... flowy stuff. It was a welcome experience to spend a day surrounded by thousands of drunkards as pale as I!

Suffice it to say that I haven't had to bow down before the porcelain god from mere beer consumption in a loooong time!


Thankfully I managed to make it out of Denver before the snow rolled in. I think ours was among the last few planes to leave before the airport locked down.

I got a nice seat right by the door - a coveted space as it comes with more leg room (a necessity for my 6'4" self) and getting off of an airplane in a quick and orderly fashion seems to be a task which confuses most travelers these days.

A stewardess tried to get me to trade seats with someone else way in the back so that a family could sit together, but in a strange bout of assertiveness I actually said no. The stewardesses then proceeded to treat me as unfeeling, inhuman scum throughout the flight... Which made me feel all warm and tingly.

But the highlight of the entire trip was hearing "James Moriarty" being paged in the airport.

I would kill for that name!