All my bags are packed. I'm ready to go.
You can't imagine how ready I am to blow off the next few days at work, here, at home, etc. Don't worry, I won't be hiking the Appalachian Trail, visiting my Argentina mistress, or paying my respects to Michael Jackson, Farrah Fawcett or Ed McMahon.
Although anyone my age and up should provide a moment of silence for that red one piece of Farrah's. And frankly, I think I'd get more street cred than I'd know what to do with if I had a mistress from Argentina or really any old country. But clearly, I digress.
I'm out. If Quinton or Dawgnoxious post, great. If not, there's always the rest of the tubes.
BTW -- Why did airlines do away with these uniforms? In my humble opinion, they are the very model of professionalism and commerce.