Comin into Los Angeles, bringin in a coupla keys...dont check my bags, if you please, Mr Customs ma..a..annn...... However, The Inter-galactic Laxative will get yer from here to there... You will all be stunned to hear that myriad complications have encroached into my usually blissful, trouble-free existence...I am sort-of here...wotta drama... The pilots for the flight from Los Angeles to Detroit were busy playing golf, or scuba-diving, or somesuch, so our plane had to wait for two other pilots to be tag-teamed from San Diego. Waited on the tarmac then got to Detroit 2 minutes after the flight to Oklahoma City had left... Ensuing carnage complicated by my phone, laptop and both the Pentax and a Canon camera batteries being flat as not been able to charge anything in Sydney nor LA. Delta Airlines mea culpa and they put me up in this nice hotel 30 mince ago. Was going to go to Dearborn, The Town That Henry Ford Built for to find a blues band, but the taxi is $50 each way, so may have to give that a miss. I havent slept for 4 daze straight, finishing off jobs and loose ends then left Perth Monday midnight. Count it all joy, brethren...
Posted on: Wed, 06 Aug 2014 03:48:05 +0000
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