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I love airports.
I mean, I know, I know.
BUT WHY?
Well, there seems to be some super gravitational centrifuge reverse black hole for couples at airports.
Airports and theme parks.
You can’t walk 20 feet in either place without tripping over some poor pimple-faced emo kid, whose mom won’t let him pierce his lip so he bought one of those totally super ghey pretend face jewelry thingies, sucking on the face of the unfortunate young lady, in shorts so much more unfortunate that they may have at one time fit a Cabbage Patch Doll before they shrunk, that he has some how convinced to love him. And let him touch her. In public.
It’s sweet.
I dare you to say it’s not.
I love the reunions. Young. Old. Ugly. Gorgeous. You see affection in all shapes and sizes and colors and levels of fashion victim.
It gives me hope, it does.
If super fat trailer trash on their first flight outside the mobile home park in East Bumfuck, AL can find each other and make out under the bright and optimistic lights of Atlanta-Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport, then surely Shirley, that delectable Cuban in line at Busch Gardens may materialize on my doorstep one day.
Mmmmm. I do love a good Cuban.
The hilarity of it all doesn’t really peak there, however. This past weekend the plan was to attend The Holy Land Experience in Orlando, FL.
Yes. I am atheist.
Yes. I’m obsessed with religion.
Yes. I’ll…
…wait for it.
Yes. It’s weird.
Are you done?
Unable to attend because a theme park in Florida somehow managed to get itself filled to capacity, which I wasn’t sure was even possible (and am still a little curious if my non-theistic aura was showing), I wondered what kind of good Christian PDA one might find at the product of this country’s ridiculous love affair with fundamentalist evangelical religion.
I’m going back.
I need to see that Replica Crucifixion Jesus smiles on public tonsil hockey.
Before he ceremoniously gives it up to the Big Guy Working the Controls.
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I love airports too! My mom is always making fun of me when I get excited about going to a particular airport. I love to watch people, and there’s always so much to do!
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RiseAgain Reply:
March 24th, 2009 at 4:23 pm
Something about seeing other people in love make everything okay. Even when the economy is tanked and the world looks worse than ever, people still find a way to fall in love and make their own happiness.
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I love airports when I am not rushing to get to my own plane.
People watching at the airport is a writers dream. All of the stories you can create by a simple reconnection… right in front of your face.
I need to go to the airport for some new material.
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RiseAgain Reply:
March 24th, 2009 at 4:26 pm
Hard to find new material these days that’s not depressing.
laughter. It’s so much better than real life bullshit
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