I arrived at Denver International Airport at 8:45 AM this morning, ensuring plenty of time before my 10:30 AM flight. Little did I know that plenty of time would actually be nearly 6 hours. That’s right, Professor Dumb-Dumb was looking at his previous flight time when planning out this day of travel.
With all this time on my hands, I thought this might be a good opportunity to hop on the live-blogging bandwagon. So join me as I give a minute-by-minute account of what it is like to go gradually insane.
10:15 – I barely slept last night, which sounds like the prefect prescription for attaining an unconscious state until it is finally time to board my plane. In a mixed blessing, I am flying standby, which could shorten my airport internment by two hours. However, like the pre-recorded PA announcements constantly remind me, I must maintain a constant state of vigilance, lest my seat be given away or a terrorist does something terroristy. To paraphrase the Beastie Boys, “No sleep ’til [Portland]!”
10:57 It is my turn in Scrabulous and I have 3 As, 2 R.s, and L and a T. Time for my favorite word RATARAL.
11:01 The ticket agents showed up so I had to dazzle them, thus earning a spot on the early plane. Carol, I am assuming that was her name (I have no evidence to support this) was less than enthused. Maybe she didn’t sleep last night either.
11:08 Turns out RATARAL is not a word. I got 10 points for spelling TOWEL instead. I still have all my As and Rs.
11:13 I just watched the TRAILER for the Break Free Project’s documentary.
I love watching my friends do new exciting things. Just like they love reading about me sitting in an airport.
11:32 Macbook Pro’s built-in camera has some awesome qualities. Aside from Photobooth’s various image distortion settings, it can fill in as a documentary tool at the push of a button. I understand the lens placement (at the top of the screen pointed directly at me) makes perfect sense for videochatting and funny self-portraits, but I wish it weren’t fixed to that position.
It is very hard to discreetly take pictures of my fellow fliers while pointing my laptop at them.