...awake on airplanes. I try. I drink coffee, Ill get a book out, Ill start a conversation with a new friend. Nope, out like a fat kid in dodge ball. That made for a funny day today, too. I had to fly to Phoenix - basically to get a piece of equipment out of my car (I keep a work vehicle in PHX). So got to the airport at 7, took a 2 hour nap on the plane, got lunch, took another 2 hour nap on a plane. Lots of sleeping and I wasnt even tired. If I were still involved in the Neuroscience world, perhaps Id invent a new disorder called "Flight Narcolepsy." The good news is that I got to watch this guy dance at the luggage carousel. I really wanted to ask him what he was listening to...Oh, and another funny airport sighting: there was a guy puking in the stall next to me. Not airsick...drunk. His buddy was standing outside the stall saying "Bro, your a professional. Shake it off, bro. Lets go smoke a cigarette, thatll make you feel better, bro. If youre not coming with me, give me your f***ing cigarettes bro, Im gonna smoke one. Fine, bro, we will be in the bar waiting for your ass. You've got ten minutes, bro."
Man, I hope they really are brothers - or I just heard the word "bro" used far too many times out of context. Happy travels.
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