A collection of spurious thoughts on nostalgia, automobilia, music, the meaning of life and other such nonsense from an occasionally over-caffeinated dilettante. Oh and Mad Dog is actually Irish...
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Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Seat 29E
Having been in precisely the situation described below on more than one occasion, this cri de coeur from an intensely uncomfortable passenger on a Continental Airlines flight strikes an empathetic chord:
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