one day i’m going to take a trip and manage to fly both ways without delays.
this time, 7:00 became 8:15 which is now 8:40 which better damn well stay that way, as the last public means to get from denver to boulder tonight leaves at 12:10am, and I really really don’t want to spend the fucking night in the airport.
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the mighty jet!
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i’m so bored i just ate a bag of skittles. i tried to send the photo via my phone but it didn’t work.
10:10 please don’t be delayed or cancelled.
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That’s right, I’m at the airport again! DIA is truly a madhouse right now, my heart really goes out to all the employees that have to call this day of hell WORK.
I was supposed to fly to Chicago tonight, via Minneapolis.
Flight from DEN to MIN was at 3:32pm. I left my house at 10:50, caught the skyride and was in line for security by 12:35 (bless online check-in). Except that OOOPS, while waiting in the hour long security line, which wrapped all the way around the ticket concourse and down and escalator, i see that my first flight is delayed and isn’t leaving until after the connecting flight. Shit, that sucks, its hawaii all over again.
However, I get through security with plenty of time and count my blessings on that. Met an art director from LA who just shot a video in keystone, he actually knew who I-I was, who ken wilber was, and what integral naked was. He was a buddhist named morgan, pretty cool guy and way into movies. I immediately liked him and gave him my email address in case he ever swings through denver.
But, long story short, I called united on my cell phone, waiting 45 minutes, and was told I could get on a flight to Rockford tonight. Then the call cutoff. Pissed was I. Call again while waiting in the customer service line and the former agent was kind enough to book me on Rockford (it was the last seat!) Got my new ticket in the CS line after chatting with a nice elderly lady for 40 minutes. Her husband is a quadraplegic and she was supposed to go to CA on Wednesday for a vacation away from him.
Got the ticket, and their even going to try and get my baggage on that flight if I’m lucky. And the blessed Ryan Doss is driving the hour out to Rockford to pick me up at 10:15pm so we can race to the windham for a late entry to the 4th Annual IL holiday part and get drunk.
4 hours after having gotten here, I’ve seen a lot of broken dreams. The looks on peoples faces are that of devastation, sadness, and anger as their holiday plans radically change.
Assuming my flight to Rockford doesn’t get delayed, I must say I really count myself as one of the lucky ones in this whole ordeal.
update: 7:45pm. My flight is now scheduled to leave Denver at 9:50 because they have NO ONE to fly the plan. They have to wait for a crew to arrive from Portland. Holiday party A - NO NO.
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In the airport again, seems like I’m always blogging from the airport.
Anyways, in Phoenix on a layover on my way to Honolulu for the U2/Pearl Jam concert saturday night. I’m very excited to get out of boulder/denver/integral for a while, and kick it with my old Santa Cruz homies while waiting to see two of the best bands of all time.
I’m officially unemployed now, and back on the prowl for a job. The tension between making money and working on a film career has arisen yet again, and I’m not quite sure how I’m going to deal with it.
However, I’m going to work hard on some side projects to make some extra cash, regardless of what job I get.
I took the photos for SantaCruztraveler.com last fall, and am finally going to sort through those next week.
Also, far more exciting than that, part of the old 514 Broadway crew (Daniel, Matt, and Lee) will be joining me in the creation of eye-strain.net; a cooperative blog dedicated to film, television, new media, and everything else. It’ll mainly be for fun at first but if we get good could certainly bring in some revenue one day!
contact me if you have e good job suggestion…
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As shocking as it might sound, I’m yet again sitting at the airport, with another delayed flight. Only 45 minutes this time, so nothing too horrible. I guess its been raining in chicago all day causing some delays.
As I was sitting here, munching on some food, an older gentleman walked by. He immediately stood out in my mind, as he had the same hairstyle as an uncle of mine. This gentleman was not exactly short, but had a certain ’stoutness’ about him. His hair was greying and curley, and he had a big warm cuddely face.
He walked around for a bit, scouted out a place to sit. He finally settled on a row of seats in the center of the wing, right smack in the midlde of all the gates with lots of traffic walking by.
He stretched out a bit, sat down, and proceeded to make himself comfortable while opening his bag next to him. Next, just as I as beginning to finish my pizza, he reached deep into the abyss of his bag. He pulled out something I didn’t expect. A long, colorful, uninflated baloon. He took a deep breathe, completely ignoring all those around him and proceeded to give life to the baloon. There was twisting, turning, and a whole lot of squeeking. Mintutes rolled by, and soon the baloon was a poodle. A beautiful, beautiful poodle.
He set the poodle on the seat next to him, closed his bag, got up and left, giving that poodle not only the gift of life, but now of freedom. Be free poodle, be happy, and have the best life you’ve ever lived.
I deeply regret packing my camera in my checked baggage. But maybe the poodle will still be there when I fly back next week…..
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My flight got delayed. From leaving at 7:15pm to 9:47pm. Some traffic controller thing malfunctioned thus causing massive delays here at O’hare. Joy Joy Joy. At least I’ve found a power outlet and have a netflix movie though……A Tale of Springtime it’s time to finally watch ye.
Missouri was a bit of a blur, the wedding was fun and I had a great time seeing cousins and family. Somehow managed to down a six pack of Fat Tire Friday night on an empty stomach. Really quite surprised I survived!
The only thing that really sucks about the flight delay is that Mr. Michael Arens, an old high school friend is in denver for the evening. The plan was that he’d get out of his meeting around 9pm then swing by the airport and we’d kick it in Boulder for the night. So damn you O’hare for cutting in on my quality time with Mike.
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It’s 6:25am and i’m sitting in the Denver airport waiting for my flight to begin boarding. had to get up at 3am to catch a shuttle from a hotel near my house. so i’m a bit tired.
I’m flying to chicago, and my friend Alan is going to pick me up and we’re driving straight down to the grand ‘ol smokey mountains of Tennesse to go backpacking for the weekend. My friend seth is getting married in May and this is his last stand as a bachelor.
it’s going to be nice to be unplugged from the internet for a while, though i was a little distraught to discover that Denver tickets for Pearl Jam go on sale tomorrow morning. Luckily a fellow Ten Club member is going to try to get them for me….
i had a really nasty airport egg croissant for breakfast, but i’m still hungry. maybe they’ll throw me a bone on the plane and give me some peanuts.
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