Back in the Watertown from my trip to Indy, and it feels goooood to settle back into the man-cave. Missed my computer, my comic books, and my X-Box...forgot to feed the cat and it ate the goldfish, but other than that, all was well. In the complex that is. Outside the complex, well, you know how every comedian earns his or her chops making fun of airline food and lost luggage (that and dick jokes)? Well, it ain't for nothing folks.
Now that good old Northwest Airlines is charging me fifteen bucks for my checked luggage, they almost feel obligated to lose my luggage. I, for one, certainly appreciate the star treatment. In the old days, when they used to lose my luggage for free, I always felt like I was doing something wrong, something dirty, kind of like stealing cable tv.
