fast times on the seatac shuttle

the parking lot for seatac airport employees is off site so we have to take a shuttle in to the airport. i'm not complaining - it's actually pretty amusing. also, it's nice to have my car in a secure lot with manned guard stations and pass key entry.

the shuttle is also a great place for people watching. on last night's shuttle, the girl across from me sat in a side facing seat in a short skirt with her legs splayed. the man next to me tried so hard to keep from looking at her crotch while the chick yammered away on her phone, but his eyes kept straying there anyway. he'd catch himself and jerk his head away from with a throat clearing "harumph." i did my best to keep from laughing.

the driver tonight was blasting the soundtrack from "the nightmare before christmas" and it seemed to make one of the older flight attendants very uncomfortable. i thoroughly enjoyed the music and her discomfort and could not hold back a smile while the little drama played out.

when i finally got to my car, i had an intense craving for magnetic fields. i put 69 love songs on shuffle and sang the whole way home.

weird phenomena that must be noted: when i opened the front door to leave for work this morning, i tripped over a coffee maker on my porch. it was one my sister sold at our yard sale last week. there was no note attached and to the best of my knowledge, this nice melita brewer works just fine. what kind of a person would do that? so odd. they'd better not come over and demand something from me. it was a yard sale, you putz! if it wasn't what you wanted, why drive over to my house and dump it? why not donate it to a charity? there are coffee deprived people in china, you know!