Package grab.

I had my junk grabbed by some chic that wanted my Jameson Irish Whiskey necklace. I realize in most circumstances this is a free ride to Beaverville, but given the circumstances this was highly inappropriate. If you're single and a man whore, Cherry Cricket on St Patty's day may be for you.

Erin go Bragh.

Finally...a Day at Home

After a long cold winter it's nice to have a beautiful warm sunny day (although this time of year in Colorado can be deceiving) to grill. A cold brew, hot grill and some beer flavored brats. "America, Fuck Yeah."

REI wannabe

As I sit here waiting for another mind-numbing flight, I again find myself doing one of my favorite things. People watching. The ones that never stop amazing me are the REI wannabe crowd. Example, this older woman just walked by with her faux running pants, long sleeve moisture whisking shirt, running shoes and Mt. Everest ready back pack. She commenced to doing approx. 6 half ass push ups and finished with cross-overs on the moving walkway. Give me a break, these are the last people on earth who would actually use these items for what they were designed to do. If you wear this shit in a airport odds are you are poser who is probably looking for other posers to commiserate with. They can share their bullshit stories of how they climbed a Colorado fourteener 10 years ago but haven't climbed one since do to fibromyalgia. By the way is fibromyalgia real?

Why my Ford sucks.

How is it the "most popular mid size truck F-150" is a piece of shit. I realize I usually write about my adventures in the aviation community, but for this I had to stray. My 2005 F-150 has 80k on it and has been in the shop at a unnamed Denver area Ford dealer for going on two weeks. Apparently my truck has some sort of illness that it took highly certified technicians a week to figure out. Now I'm stuck with a 5k bill to fix a truck with 80k miles on it. This problem (known by Ford since 2006) is so severe there recommendation is to change the short block. I started writing this a few days ago and didn't get to finish until now, my truck is back after $5,100 worth of work. I can't keep writing about this because it is pissing me off to no end. I'll leave you with this, as a former loyal Ford owner I will never by another Ford as long as I live.

Why

As I plow through another unimpressive, overpriced hot dog, greasy fries and diet something at another random airport, I'm left to wonder why. Why is airport food so shitty and overpriced? I say this, not meaning all, just mostly. Is it because we're a captive audience? Is it because they will probably never see us again? Or is it because they can get away with it, knowing you would rather forget about the experience than say something?

All of these have crossed my mind at one time or another and I have always come to the same conclusion. I am a airport captive, they probably won't see me again, and I sure as hell would rather forget the experience than relive it with some uninterested community college hopeful who could give two shits about my complaint.

That said, I do travel a lot and if I complained about every shitty, overpriced airport eatery I would probably lose my mind. I realize I'm just another disgruntled air traveler but damn. Quit screwing people with over inflated prices and shitty food and serve something descent at a reasonable price. Your reputation is on the line whether you give a shit or not.

Disclaimer

For the one person who may stumble across this blog while looking for something worthwhile, I must make a disclaimer. My spelling is questionable and punctuation is usually non-existent or inappropriately placed, but who really gives a shit if you understand what I'm saying?

A big fan

Whoever invented the spandex pants chics wear now-a-days, I just wanted to say, "I love you."

Thanks.

P.S. Please stop making them in 3XL.