Of airplane seats and greener grass

It was a Wednesday afternoon. The pain in my knees was becoming a blessed numbness. Having rammed into the seat in front of my for the past two and a half hours I was beginning to wonder if I would need to amputate.

Please understand that I am not too tall for coach class seats. In fact when I sit up straight my knees only lightly brush the seat in front of me. As long as I don't demand comfort I am fine.

I am fine, that is, until the bozo in front of me wants to recline his seat by that whopping 2 degrees. At this point one or the other of Newtons various laws states that I will not be moving an eyelash until the captain demands over the PA that everyone return their seat to a more upright and humanitarian position. How the over large fellow, who sits in front of me on every single flight, finds comfort in having my knees boring into his spine is beyond me.

Fortunately a couple hours and a big burrito later, I found myself on a plane that was half empty. ("Half empty" is the optimistic view for tall airline passengers) I was able to talk my way into an empty exit row. I had no idea flying could be so wonderful. I could have been happily on that flight for days. Legs stretched out to full length, slouching in my seat with elbows out as far as I liked, Wonderful!

At any rate, I am back home for a few days. It took me all of five minutes to rectify the situation that brought me here. It was even cheaper than I thought it would be. I felt just a little like I should have to do some kind of heroics to get my license. They had me come all the way back in person so I could what? sign my name on a little piece of paper and frown at a camera? I suppose they did do a five and one half second check of my eyes. It turns out that they are still in my head.

On the bright side. My new picture is better than any I have ever had before. That alone is worth every penny I am sure. I also got to see my niece Ava, who can walk now even though she does not admit it. I also got to win at Catch Phrase. This can be difficult with you little brother trying to embarrass you at every chance.

Since the title of this post says something about green grass I should mention something on that. Michigan does not simply have greener grass than most places I have been. It actually has grass. I am looking at you Aridzona. It is amazing to see so much green and so little brown and tan. Water, what a concept.

Sam's Summary

• I got stuck in an airplane seat
• The captian demanded my release
• I ate a Burrito
• I got to Luxuriate in an exit row seat
• Turbulance
• I have my eyes
• I have my license
• I do not, however, have the $25 they charged me
• I visited the above mentioned "Sam"