Friday, June 15, 2012
Such is the life of a pseudo-writer. Self-edit.
Anyways, I'm here in the OC. The airport actually. Have to transfer in San Fran to catch the red-eye home.
But I'm killing time in the airport - waiting for a flight. What else was I going to do? Sight-see? Hardly. It's the OC.
And oddly, I'm having one of the better meals I have had on a work trip, at least as of late. The night before it was iffy room service because I was lazy. Last the night, I stumbled upon a part of the concourse I've never seen - I have never had any need to go that far down. The place was pricey - for an airport eatery.
It had a frickin' hostess. But I didn't want CPK or McD. Granted it was only a steak salad, but it beats a Big Mac. See?
Yeah, maybe I should have thought more about finishing that original blog post, eh? Well folks, you get what you pay for.......just remember that.
I have to knock this out before my plane takes off. As it is, it will publish before wheels are down.
Song by: Clint Black