“No, I think it’s that ‘Jesus is Lord’ car that smells like egg farts.” - my mom.

Landed in Van. Airplane travel either turns me into Buddha or a giant misanthrope. Tonight, loathing for fellow man wins. Sorry Santa! ;)

There is a man here who is a dead ringer for Colonel Sanders, wearing ankle length fur. Attempting to take photo.

RT @LanikaiStudio: RT @johncmayer: Sending a heartfelt Merry Christmas to those who feel loneliness this time of year. You’re not alone …

Hahaha and as they walked away, a man near me leaned to his friend and commented that Lloyd Robertson really goes all out for the holidays.

Got it! Not a great angle, but I can tell you one thing: this group is a magnificent holiday miracle. http://yfrog.com/auydlrj

RT @boyreporter: @beccatronic would sending you cute animal videos make you feel better? #cuteanimalsfixeverything

Late for flight. Panic at slow hwy, snow, crappy rattling taxi. I recall that it’s always this way. State of calm. And a Jay-Z song was on.