This is my tour blog... nothing terribly interesting, just ramblings about the places I go and the people I meet.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
a little disturbing, no?
I'm at O'Hare, sitting amidst a sea of Germans waiting for their Lufthansa flight and my plane just landed at the adjacent gate. The pilot came off with his bag, totally stickered-up with silly things. The scary one was: Club Parrot Head. You know this guy is a total pot-head... it's frightening to know that he's allowed to fly planes.