right now we are literally traveling through time and space. anneh and i are thirty thousand some feet up, on a plane on the way back to san francisco. the view out my window is pitch black dotted with the lights of people snuggled in their homes watching tv. i hope to be one of them soon. chicago was grand fun central, but it's time for home.
oh and this is us with our own ghetto airplane pretend wine series. we wanted to grab a glass before we got on the plane, but we didn't have enough time thanks to the teenagers that assist the folks in wheelchairs (anneh was sporting one at the airport). and yes i'm positive they're all teenagers. if not, then chicago has a high concentration of folks who are in their twenties that look like they're 14, oh and they all work at the airport.
at anyrate we didn't have time, and we slept through beverage service, but we wanted to play along, so here we are. cheers free wifi plane internet. we are drunk off your mighty powers (also, quite possibly still drunk from boozing all weekend, but that's another story).
