I am flying

Actually, I was flying. It was really hard to keep myself entertained on the plane ride across America as you're about to find out. Here are my thoughts:

The Superbowl is about to start and where am I? Flying directly over the city of Pittsburgh. Thousands of feet below me are anxious fans awaiting a few hours of edge-of-their-seat excitement. Meanwhile, I look forward to 5 hours of flight sitting in front of a person who probably hates me for keeping my overhead light on. This flight (out of Philly) was just delayed an hour and a half, making it an undeniable fact that I won't watch a single snap of the game. Oh well. I don't care nearly as much as this flight attendant up here who keeps reminding everyone she's from Pittsburgh. Who would want to sit on a couch, eat delicious appetizers all night, drink beer, and watch a great game anyways? That sort of behavior is below me, literally. (sorry)

The temperature in this plane is a little bit chilly for my liking. The only reason I mention this is so that I can now make note of how the only word I can't find in my current word search is "lukewarm". I shouldn't complain too much though. Both seats next to me are vacant. AND...Good news! I can buy a juice box for only $2.00! ... Nah, I'll stick with my method of eating one of the cookies Greta made me followed by a fresh stick of gum from which to suck juices.

Note to self: Farts smell just as bad 30,000 feet in the air.

Woah! The pilot has just sent half the passengers into cardiac arrest as his voice blasts from the cabin speakers. His news is good though. He tells us that he'll be giving us Superbowl updates throughout the trip. I don't have an enormous amount of faith in him though. He already jumped the gun and said it was 7-0 Pittsburgh before realizing the call was overturned. Poor flight attendant from Pittsburgh. 3-0 will have to do. 

Lukewarm - upwards and diagonal. Nailed it. Time to see if I can finally figure out Sudoku. 

A few hours later. The pilot told us we were going to be flying over Kansas City shortly and that it would be out my side of the plane. I was excited. Then I started playing asteroids on my ipod. I guess I'll have to catch Kansas City on the way back home. Serious question though: Can I hold off urination until we reach Los Angeles?

Never mind Los Angeles. We are just passing Denver now and I just ran to the bathroom. Does anybody else feel like Chris Farley in Tommyboy when they're in those things? Anyways, the Superbowl had seemed to be going Pittsburgh's way for awhile which upset me. Now though, as the Cardinals take a 23-20 lead, it's definitely worth mention. 

The pilot's descriptions are lackluster at best. He's giving no details. Who was that last touchdown pass to?

Now I'm being told Pittsburgh has the ball at the 5 with 49 seconds left. If the seatbelt light wasn't illuminated, we'd all be on the edges of our seats. And they score. Wow. I missed a great game. I wonder how that Miller High Life "one second commercial" was.

And check it out, I can now see Phoenix Arizona on the horizon out my window. Pretty fitting that I flew over both Superbowl participant cities on this night.

And not too long after I see the beautiful site of the glowing Los Angeles skyline. Only 19 hours til I reach my final destination. Thats when you'll hear from me next.