The Here and Now

Because I enjoy a good rant I would like to raise my voice against a particular industry in this great nation.
A specific group of evil individuals that are dead set on making my life miserable.

These bastards attempt to make a buck off the suffering of others.

The pains-in-the-tushy I am referring too are none other than the airport internet services that insist on charging poor travelers $9.95 a day when most land for less than two bloody hours.

We silly travelers. We pay hundreds of dollars to transverse from one side of the country to the other. We spend extra on inflated food prices, high parking rates, and 3 dollar water. And then fork over extras for internet.
Next they will have us paying for toilet paper squares while stranded on the john.

I write, knowing full well there is no way it will be posted in the near future.
Knowing that though I sit with full bars of happy internet service it is inaccessible to me. I can’t bring myself to actually spend 10 smack-a-roos on two short hours.
Call me cheap if you want to.

I look around at so many holiday travelers staring woefully at their laptop screens. Some are sadly pulling out credit cards. Others just stare and click, pretending to have to capability to surf.

Rant-ity Rant Rant Rant.


Alright, rant time is over. I am traveling again, layovers and lack of legroom. This time to Austin, Tx for Christmas with the family.

I’ll be here for a week with long horns and the salsa. Maybe I will have the opportunity to rope myself a cowboy.
Or a pair of chaps…