Captain’s Log 5,688
Imagine my surprise when I booted up the old online ticketing option for my trip tomorrow only to discover that the 10:00 AM flight has been changed. I am now leaving at 6:25 AM. Thank goodness I opted for an online check-in. I received absolutely no notification of this change. Oh say GRRRRRRR!
Now, instead of spending 35 minutes in Denver, I get to spend over three hours there. That’s okay. I like the Denver airport. They have pretend dinosaurs embedded all over the walkways. Lots of stone. I guess it’s designed to make you feel like Wilma or Betty. Wilma or Betty who? If you don’t know…..sorry. I cannot bring you up to culture code. I will have some Game of Thrones to read. Yes, I am STILL slogging through those books. No grief about that, please. I leave the house these days around 9:00 AM and come home between 9:00 and 10:00 PM. Weekends are always booked with something or other, so finding quality reading time is challenging. That’s what airplanes are for. I love to read on planes. I have window seats for both legs of the trip too. I consider that lucky since I was three hours late checking in online.
I can go to Starbucks again now that they aren’t courting the gun-toting asshats who tried to make it their own private club. I avoid Starbucks at all costs because I don’t like their coffee that much and their food is usually stale, but it will do in a pinch. They actually flag this journal because I write about Starbucks a lot. I can guarantee that within a few hours, a reader from Starbucks headquarters will show up in my stats. Hello, Starbucks headquarters snooping person!
I just realized I am traveling on International Talk Like a Pirate Day. I had better be sporting my Surrender the Booty t-shirt when I pass through TSA. Let’s give them something to talk about. I am putting the Trader Joe’s coffee in my checked luggage. Last time I carried coffee in the carry-on bag, I got subjected to that wand thing that seeks out gunpowder. I can see how Starbucks coffee might set off the gunpowder thing, but Trader Joe’s? Come on, people!