rock city
im at an internet cafe in detroit in the "metro" airport. sadaam hussain just died this morning as i was boarding a plane from albany. it seems as though every time im in an airport, something monumental happens somewhere in the world and its all they can talk about on the news, which is all they play on tv in the airport loud as hell. so far in detroit rock city, i have seen a bonnet and floor length jean skirt clad mormon family who may or may not have been polygamists (3 women of the same age dressed the same following a man followed by tons of kids), a real live sparrow chirpin' around, and an oxygen bar/spa with about 30 asians in it. what a place this is. i drank coffee for the 1st time in 5 days (I also have not had a drink, a cigarette or a weed in 5 days) thinking that i would need to be on my little toes to travel by myself. in reality, i can't stay off my little toes. i have been walking around from concourse to concourse since i got here. I have been up since 3:30 this morning and have been sending everyone annoying text messages since then out of boredom. (I got unlimited text messaging for x-mas: look out world.) luckily, they have lots of bookstores here so i was able to get a david sedaris book, which i asked for but did NOT get for x-mas. well my time is running out so i think i will go have a detroit rock city sports bar experience.