evolution of y'all

the day i made the conscious decision to stop saying "y'all" was a big step in my evolution as a human being.

3 days ago (or 4? i can't even tell anymore) i boarded a Qantas jet bound for los angeles. i had row to myself, which was pretty sweet. these new qantas planes have individual tv screens with a huge selection of movies. which was also pretty sweet. hurt locker is a good movie.




anyway, got the pat-down in melourne before leaving. titilating.

when i arrived at LAX, walked down the stairs to the customs lines. there were 50 lines, and the first dozen were full, so a customs guy was standing in front, telling people to move on down the line.
some little asian guy, who just got off a 13-hour flight, prolly didn't speak english, was trying to enter one of the full lines. the customs guy yelled at him "hey buddy! what part of keep walking don't you understand?".

yep, i'm back in america.

two days with the fam in Texas, now i'm in boulder, basking in the glow of The Daily Show, belly full from a Deli Zone 2-egg Kong. i don't know if it gets any better than this.

Comments

  1. How does y'all fit into this? Did the customs guy scare it out of you? The Quantas TVs? I'm confused, and jealous of you Kong.

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  2. And by "you Kong," I clearly meant "y'alls Kong."

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  3. i was going to include a segment about how being back in texas made me realize at some point i stopped saying ya'll and it was a proud moment in my evolution as a human being, but then i got lazy and left it out.

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  4. How could it get better? 4 egg Kong, obviously.

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