Hello, Layover

Hello, Layover To take a leaf out of Sams book: DID YOU KNOW? Charlotte/Douglas International Airport has a scale model of the Wright Brothers plane hanging from the ceiling of its main terminal. At least, I think thats what it is. I know this because I have been sitting beneath said scale model for the last six hours, and have another eight to go. But this isnt about my disastrous experience with Americas worst airline carrier. (I considered liveblogging it pictures of a near-empty terminal and all but that just seemed like gross misuse of the Internet.) This is about how Im entertaining myself rather, how youre helping entertain me during my night in an airport in a totally unfamiliar city. Ask me questions. If you dont have questions, then just tell me about your day (Well, first I woke up, then I had a piece of toast). I have a camera and am willing to take pictures of baggage claim, if youre into that kind of thing. I am armed with a large black coffee and Becks Modern Guilt. (THIS ALBUM IS SO GOOD. DO NOT CHALLENGE MY WORD.) I just ate a sandwich and a salad, and Im rarin to go. (Have you ever noticed how sometimes the baristas at Starbucks look at you like youre a blithering idiot when you ask for a small instead of a tall? SMALL IS A RELATIVE TERM, mmmk?) Let this possibly-doomed-from-the-start experiment begin. Edit: For 11: Any time I am bewildered by the OMG PLANES mentality of most everyone in Course 16, I remember that I am hardcore Course 9 and scare people when I go OMG BRAINS. This gives me perspective o plenty, similar to watching Speed 2: Cruise Control any time I think movies today have gotten really bad. I did this during my desk shift last Sunday. Oh, perspective.