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11/26/09
Jetblue is pretty ok so far actually, though not sufficiently b/w like the above.
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I flew out of T5 on ANA before they moved over to the United/BA terminal (I think T2?), and it was really cool. It was a very small terminal with a relatively few gates, so even in rush hours it was never all that crowded. But that's also why it's been replaced; it really wasn't a major market terminal anymore. Just couldn't handle enough people or planes.
11/26/09
@badasscat:
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Indian women in their beautiful saris, Iranian woman in spooky burkas, (this would be 1979/80) Hare Krishnas in their robes yes just like in Airplane! , the Europeans who smelled of sweat and cigarettes from ten feet. Watching the jets take off and arrive, the smell of jet fuel, roaming the halls of this amazing sci-fi hall of the jet age.. it was educational, and a thrill, and a memory I treasure. I love this building.
(Then Daddy would drunk-drive us into Manhattan. They did things differently then, hm.)
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11/23/09
We dressed the chickens two weeks ago. That day dawned bright and beautiful. Cool, but not too cold. And later, warm, but not too hot. It was the kind of day that fooled the honeybees into coming out of their hives one last time before winter, only to learn one of lifes lessons: there is no nectar on a dead chicken carcass.
Today is a completely different kind of day. My patch of earth is covered in the slate grey of late November. It's the kind of day that reminds you that winter is coming. On days like this I often wonder what it is like to be an editor at media-centered gossip blog. Did they spend the last three months living the chicken life, scratching at the grass and eating the grubs that city life has to offer? Are they doing what they can to prepare for winter? Do they even know that winter is coming? Does Hamilton Nolan want one of my chickens?
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11/22/09
Why are so many Gawker writers so terrible at math?
11/23/09