Sardinian Thoughts

No, not from Sardinia, but from a Sardine in an aluminium can sent hurtling in a parabolic arc under the Earth's stratosphere from Point A to B to C to D. Needless to say, I uncanned unharmed.

I must say I was pleasantly surprised by airline food served on Northwest. The texture's all boing-boing and splurghth, but the flavours are good. If you eat the food blindfolded, not only will you be able to polish off the entire meal, but you'll get random spotty samples all over the front of your shirt and pants to boot! Is that a great deal or what?

Sodden veggies aside, the worst experience of the flight from Singapore to Cleveland was the waiting. It was all rush rush rush rush rush rush after the initial human bull rush to deplane, then by stampede to the immigration counters, only to be abruptly brought to a moaning halt at CUSTOMS, with the muffled cursing of forcibly-extracted notebooks and tinny pleas for "Chinese Interpreter at counter 14" being mildly interrupted with the stamp of impatient hooves.

I got no pics to show you of all that, cuz using a camera phone there's ill-eagle. In place of that, here's a pic of my desk sign. So other than spending an additional hour on the tarmac waiting for the passenger umbilical to detach from the mini-plane's passenger disgorging outlet because the umbilical probably got frozen stuck to the plane (did I mention that it was -16 celcius in Minneapolis?) and also waiting for them to de-ice the plane's butt and also waiting half an hour on the runway waiting for a bewildering vehicle to finish running mystically ritualistic smoke rings around the plane to bless the flight (I was not seated in a position to see any animal sacrifices), the journey was good.

Remind me to tell you more about passenger garbage. Those pigs..

In the meantime, here are some superlative-class pics.

This here's a bad pic of my Mayfield Heights apartment living room.

This here's a worse pic of the dining room.

This here's a worser pic of the kitchen.


No pics of the still-single (unattached) bathroom and me small bedroom, cuz there's too much junk in it.

Time for me to make breakfast. Eggs with Italian sausages, stone ground wheat bread, and coffee. yum.