Daniel Craig's Package.
Casino Royal was probably one of the best movies I've seen in a LONG while, not to mention the most action packed Bond-Package to have appeared on screen in a tux. Liz and I have been quite the duo lately and it's nice that we're still being the best dates either of us could ever ask for... At the airport now, feeling I should recount the lovely spectacle I was just laid witness to... A small girl, dressed Orlando Tourist to the OT, just decided to ditch all though of respect and sensibility when she began publicly exploding with a need for attention. And by need and explosion, I mean her need to force herself to vom into a trash recepiticle in front of the entire passenger population of Orlando MCO airport's Gate 14. The couple in front of her, as well as the rest of us, listened moreso than watched as she preceded to dry heave while her guardian quitely, and in nice restraint, looked the other way. I love Christmas Eve. Ps. If I get stuck in Dallas, it'll be a poor winter as my mother, in her new contract for my LIFE decided to tell me she wasn't going to pay for transportation so my last $50 bucks was spent on cabfare and a lukewarm Crossiantwich and dirty hashbrowns from the BK lounge... I love Christmas Eve part Deux. I hope they don't decided to check my bag, the TSA won't really appreciated what's in my shaving kit... I realized last night, on the phone with someone, my life is entirely nameless and improperly so, if named at all. That'll be my contemplation as I attempt not to die from today's airport travels. Merry Christmas.