travelin' blues

i had a 7:35 flight out of oakland to boston, i figured that if i got to the airport by 6:40 i should be fine. seems reasonable, right?

grabbed the first bart train to oakland, arrived at coloseum station at about 6:30, hopped a cab to the airport, and had my bag checked and boarding pass in hand by 6:40 and was heading for the gate... HOLY fucking shit! the line for security was THREE TIMES as long as the terminal and moving slowly.

i have no idea what the whole massive cluster-fuck was about, maybe they forgot that a whole bunch of people who wanted to fly were going to show up that morning? i can see it now; "dude! where did all these people come from? what are we supposed to do? how was i supposed to know they were going to show up!?"

mix in not one, but two kids pitching world-class screaming tantrums and you have an all-around crappy way to start a saturday.

i only made my flight becuse security started pulling people out of the main line and routing them through an 'expedited' line; still slow, but just fast enough to get me to the gate right before they closed the doors.

cue screaming kids; the kind of loud, protracted shrieks that say 'i'm in this for the long haul'.

thank god for itunes, headphones, and laptops is all i have to say.