Thursday, September 30, 2004

Airplanes

12-noon
My 11am flight was cancelled due to "mechanical problems." Just as well. What good is being on time if I have to crash as well? So I called Cardwell and got him as he was pulling into his driveway. We had breakfast at Hof's Hut with the Brigade of Deficient Servers. Now I'm back at the airport and sitting in these airport chairs. Black. Of Course. Cute boy, painfully straight, is gnawing on his fingernails. Little girl, excited to walk, is moving quickly ahead of mother. Jeremy, emotional sponge--observing.

CHARACTER IDEA: Suggests diseases to everyone that they might have. Then the people eventually after being worn down think they might have these things.