On Friday I channel my inner lazy person (he’s not hard to find…he lurks just beneath the top layer of my epidermis). Instead of fresh content, I slap together two new sentences and maybe a fancy word like “epidermis” in order to intro you to an archived post:
…this plane redefined small. The overhead bins were large enough for the single deck of cards that I forgot to bring along. The pilot doubled as the flight attendant, baggage handler, and mechanic. Beverage service was a Sam’s Choice brand two liter that we all passed around and took a swig out of. And the snack was peanut. Not a bag of peanuts. A peanut.