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Good thing that I had my first position in Main cabin 1, since most of the overhead bin space was full already. I got a prime spot straight across from where I'm sitting. Another guy gets on and started rearranging items in the bin so that he could get his carry on AND his personal item in the bin. People like him are the reason that space runs out in the first place. Luckily he didn't try to mess with my bag, as I've already had enough problems with idiots today. I just want to GET HOME! ...

You run into all kinds of wacky people here at the airport. I went for one last bathroom break, and there's a guy in there stripped all the way down to his underwear right there in the middle of the restroom. Urine and God knows what else in the floor... Anyhoo, I'm staking my claim for first in line for Main cabin 1... Some day I hope to get some kind of flight status that gets me on earlier, but the amount of money I spend with them just isn't cutting it...

There's a huge line to get into the women's restroom... That's one of the advantages of being a guy, if there's a lot of people in there, you can just pee in the sink.

I almost wish for an earthquake or some other thing that might keep me out of work tomorrow... Almost. Sure as heck don't want to go, though. On another note: I'm holding out on eating at the airport. I can survive until I get home...

Still another hour till boarding time...

That's my plan... Thanks for reading!

Does anyone else see the irony here? Invent a company called Smart Water, then sell it at the airport for SIX DOLLARS a bottle... Smart for them anyway, not the customers who are stuck inside the airport and have no choice...

Guess I am going to have to get myself one of those five dollar bottles of airport water... Ugh...

Abandoning that jacket in my cabin may not go down as my brightest moment ever.

What the heck is a "dry brush"?...

Somebody has to stand up to these bullies... That's the reason they are bullies, because they always get away with it. They just picked the wrong guy to mess with today. I may not be a physically imposing guy, but I DO have a "look" about me that says "maybe shouldn't mess with this one"... It sucks that things have to be that way in this day and age, but I'm a Libra, and I believe in fairness, and I'm willing to fight for it when pressed...

I had already predicted there was a good chance this was going to happen, then it happened... That African mask that I so carefully had packed and wedged into my backpack got me flagged in the TSA line. I have pre check, so I'm considered a "trusted traveler", but maybe they've never seen WOOD before on the scanner... I insisted that if he was going to search my bag that he'd have to put on a new clean pair of gloves. Of course, he didn't like that, but I didn't care, as I knew my stuff was "clean"... I also told him to be very careful, as the item costed me a lot of money, and I didn't want this bozo to break it. By the way, if you ever want to get on the bad side of a TSA agent, do that... Anyhoo, they took it out, and he went over to show it to his supervisor and I was on my way. I also requested that he let ME put it back in my bag, because I was already lucky he didn't break it anyway. I paid wayyy too much, and have dragged that thing wayyy too far to have it messed up by some government functionary... Anyhoo, I'm at my gate two hours early... It's going to be another one of those long days, and I don't want to eat airport food, and I have to take another shower when I get home...

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I'm just going to hang out and watch the cars go by for awhile. I don't even have a gate assignment yet.

In case anyone is keeping track of the number of fights I've almost been in, so far it's up to 2... Another "line incident" here at the airport. I was in the line to check my bag, and was getting pretty close to the front. A "lady" in front of me was on the phone with someone, and I had already predicted what was about to happen. Finally, the "lady" waves to her "gentleman" friend, and next thing you know he comes up and removes the rope that designates the line, and helps himself in front of me and the hundred others who've been patiently waiting. Of course, I don't stand for "that" stuff, so I said "look, this isn't happening, y'all are going to have to at least get behind me, but it's also not fair to ALL these other people"... Of course the "gentleman" gets all angry and starts yelling at me. I just stood there and let him say his piece, and then I walked in front of both of them... Not happening buddy, not today...

The taxis down here all stink, but I've found it difficult to locate Uber drivers at the port with all the traffic... Easiest way to go if you don't mind the smell...