Now Playing: Flying To My Home -- Paul McCartney
Well, the flights were interesting. After I made it through security, I saw Jason Alexander. He was in town for CineQuest, San Jose’s annual film festival and awaiting his flight back to Burbank airport. I patted him on the shoulder as I went by. He was in mid-conversation. Afterwards, I went back and introduced myself, told him I liked his work, etc. He was very cordial.
On the way out, just as we were boarding, I realized that I clicked on the wrong flight when I booked it through our company travel website. It was going from San Jose to Las Vegas alright. The only thing is that it was via Glendale. No big deal. I was wondering why a 1 hour and 10 minute flight took 2 hours. I got there eventually.
On the way back, the flight was uneventful. Except, of course, for the orange juice I had. Man, it went through my like lightning. As soon as I got home, the floodgates opened up. I was sick all day Saturday. I even woke up early due to a gag reflex. I puked a bit. But it wanted to come out the other end for the most part.
Posted by bhagwanjoe
at 9:15 PM PST
