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Christmas Day in AUS

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Two-hours-twenty-one minutes until take-off. I ordered the tallest Miller Lite the airport bar was allowed to serve and took my seat among some interesting people. The mouth on the minor-league hockey player to my right is quite offensive. There is a divorcee who was a housewife for 20 years (now interested in pursuing a career in kinesiology) called me young and claims men can’t drive. I was flattered, then offended, so I returned fire. She laughed and we began a short-lived conversation…bad news for the older man to her right who seemed interested. Rhonda, the airport bartender, offered to share some homemade Chex Mix with me while I watched the Celtics play with Magic. I graciously accepted. Two hours and twelve minutes. The ex-housewife gave in to the circling vulture, (more like a balding eagle), and I started talking to a young man on his way back home to Tulsa. I scroll through recent texts and pick a few choice…

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In Between Dings

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I left a warmer climate on an empty stomach – anxious and eager – and touched down in Denver only to sit on the runway like a lazy model until close to 8:30. After snow delay number one, I quickly ate half of a red-white-and-yellow sacked dinner, re-packing the remainder for the brief moment prior to takeoff in which I am allowed to have my tray table not in its upright and locked position. Dinner: done. Delay number two: underway. My departure soundtrack was starting to repeat tracks and could have gotten me into trouble had I not been more clever about how I skip tracks. I think flight attendants are aware that clicking the remote below your ear is a dead giveaway that your electronic device is not in the “off” position. The two hour delay did not upset my row. In flight, I relaxed, knowing that I would make it home without too severe of a delay. The…

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