So here I go again. Traveling. This time I'm off to California to visit my cousin Joey. He works in L.A. as a sound mixer. He's lived in California for most of his life. But hold on. Back up. I gotta tell you about the plane ride...
This was a very spontaneous trip. Didn't actually buy my ticket until the day of the flight. I had some days off and my cousin finally got rid of his stupid cat (sorry, cat) with which I am highly allergic, so I'd finally have a place to stay. I knew my friends Dorkys and Andrew were heading out to L.A. to visit Andrew's family, so when I finally booked my flight I was thrilled to find out that we were all gonna be traveling on the same day at the same time and to the same destination. We met up at the airport about 20 minutes before flight time. Dorkys was thrilled to have a female traveling buddy. Andrew? Well...he was just happy that D and I would be distracting ourselves with each other and would be leaving him alone to read and play video games on his computer.
Here are Dorkys and Andrew:
We flew at night, so most of the pics are on the blurry side. I didn't want to use my obnoxious flash and ruin the whole dark sleepy anonymous vibe.
When Dorkys and I get together, we watch crap TV. That's just what we do. Deal. So being on a plane wasn't gonna stop us. We soaked up those little TVs like they were going outta style. We watched six hours and ten minutes of television and felt no shame. We were madly hoping that we could just watch a six hour Jersey Shore marathon, but it wasn't on, so we had to settle for other shows like Teen Moms and The Real Housewives of Miami. Favorite quote from one of the not so articulate Hispanic wives: "He hung up on my face." This one had an issue withe her face. Things were always getting done to her face and she was always upset about it. Then we finally found some really GOOD TV. We found Chappelle. Praise Jesus!
This was the one where Chappelle's a blind black white supremacist. Fucking hilarious. Watch it here.
Oh and check out Sleeping Beauty to my right:
Oh and then there was a "person" seated in front of me that Andrew nor Dorkys nor I could figure out the sex of. I wish I could've gotten a photo of him/her, but here are some photos of Dorkys and I trying to figure it out:
We looked at that person from every angle. I actually got up and pretended that I was going to the bathroom to get a better look...
Dorkys was mortified. Anyway, after all of that we determined that it was a woman. We think.
By the 5th hour, Dorkys was starting to get restless:
Then Andrew got up and went to the bathroom and D grabbed a rice cake and some water and was CHILLIN':
I think that was probably the funnest plane ride ever. (No offense to all you people I've flown on planes with in the past.)
We got to Los Angeles at 10pm (1am in NY). About 90 minutes later I was at the cousin's place. He blew up his ten-year-old inflatable mattress for me and we both got ready for bed. I woke up at around 2am to find myself on a 90% deflated mattress. It was as though I was sleeping on a plastic sheet on the floor. I didn't realize how bony my back was until last night. But I didn't want to wake up the whole house by whipping out that loud ass pump and trying to inflate it again, so I just tried to use my yogi powers to focus on my breath and butterflies and found a way to get back to sleep. I woke up in the morning...quite sore and on a mission to buy Joey an early Hanukah present and get him a new inflatable mattress that actually stays inflated. Doesn't do any good to just inflate, the point is it has to STAY inflated. That's the point. That's what I want, Joey. That's what I want.