It’s Monday morning and someone has nailed our collective skis to the floor.
I misread that in a rather, how you say, Buffalo Bill sort of way. 😉
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Rabbit
11 years ago
It was TeX’s DFW Airport layover, actually. She had a couple of hours to kill & her flight to Detroit was not scheduled to go through Bransom.
So having determined where we are going to meet (the baggage claim for her flight from TinyTown), I went there & waited. Her flight came in & everyone got their bags & left. My phone rings & TeX tells me she is outside a few gates down. I go outside & start walking that way & don’t see her. She calls again & I said “The sidewalk where I thought you were is closed.” She asked if I was upper or lower level. AHA! She had come through security & gone downstairs, while I was waiting upstairs. Neither of us knows why she did this .Ha!
TeX had wanted to meet me for breakfast, but there is nothing to eat besides vending machines on the non-secured side. So I took her to the closest off airport food. It was a Whataburger in a gas station. I used to eat there all the time.
After that, I drove her back to the aiport to another terminal where her next flight was going to depart. Oddly, it was the same spot that I met Mac & Little Mouse & family all those years ago. So we stood in the sun & smoked & talked & the time flew (see what I did?) by. Her boss landed & stared text/crying for her & she had to go. It was great seeing her.
I told her I was going to go home & start lying about her on teh wheel, but I ran errands instead.
She can have 32 degrees & Detroit, I’ll take 62 & teh Rabbit Hutch anyday.
Thanks for sharing teh TeX story; so glad that you two were able to meet-up. Wish I could have witnessed teh heartwarming hilarity…and vitriolic snark.
Mac --
Having spent spent some time gigging around Detroit in teh mid-’70s, I can’t say as I blame you. It was rapidly turning into a carphole then; I cannot imagine what it’s like now.
(Although one snapshot moment I recall rather fondly was being witness to an extraordinarily good “snap” during a game of The Dozens while waiting for a light to change about 3:00 a.m. It was one of the most amusingly crude yet creative single sentences I’ve ever heard.)
Airport layover O grabbin’!
Details later…
Monday salutations from Happy Larryville, GN!
Hai, details-forthcoming-RabBeet!
Maaaan…I feel like the guy on the left in today’s thread GIF.
Good morning, Gerbil Nation!
It’s Monday morning and someone has nailed our collective skis to the floor.
Good morning, LayoverRaBbiT and Fatwa!
I misread that in a rather, how you say, Buffalo Bill sort of way. 😉
It was TeX’s DFW Airport layover, actually. She had a couple of hours to kill & her flight to Detroit was not scheduled to go through Bransom.
So having determined where we are going to meet (the baggage claim for her flight from TinyTown), I went there & waited. Her flight came in & everyone got their bags & left. My phone rings & TeX tells me she is outside a few gates down. I go outside & start walking that way & don’t see her. She calls again & I said “The sidewalk where I thought you were is closed.” She asked if I was upper or lower level. AHA! She had come through security & gone downstairs, while I was waiting upstairs. Neither of us knows why she did this .Ha!
TeX had wanted to meet me for breakfast, but there is nothing to eat besides vending machines on the non-secured side. So I took her to the closest off airport food. It was a Whataburger in a gas station. I used to eat there all the time.
After that, I drove her back to the aiport to another terminal where her next flight was going to depart. Oddly, it was the same spot that I met Mac & Little Mouse & family all those years ago. So we stood in the sun & smoked & talked & the time flew (see what I did?) by. Her boss landed & stared text/crying for her & she had to go. It was great seeing her.
I told her I was going to go home & start lying about her on teh wheel, but I ran errands instead.
She can have 32 degrees & Detroit, I’ll take 62 & teh Rabbit Hutch anyday.
Great that you got to see Tex!
Elena’s family has always been so impressed that you greeted us at the airport when we arrived. It was wonderful to see you then.
NO DETROIT!! Not for this gerbil.
RabBeet --
Thanks for sharing teh TeX story; so glad that you two were able to meet-up. Wish I could have witnessed teh heartwarming hilarity…and vitriolic snark.
Mac --
Having spent spent some time gigging around Detroit in teh mid-’70s, I can’t say as I blame you. It was rapidly turning into a carphole then; I cannot imagine what it’s like now.
(Although one snapshot moment I recall rather fondly was being witness to an extraordinarily good “snap” during a game of The Dozens while waiting for a light to change about 3:00 a.m. It was one of the most amusingly crude yet creative single sentences I’ve ever heard.)
Quite cool, Rabbit and X!!!!!!