• Settled my debit with the world, all I asked for was a bit of peace and tranquility on this rainy weekend, sadly, the family is moving further west to Idaho on Sunday for the "Big Reunion" and any ideas of finding serenity in the form of my bed to hibernate went straight out the window. Before god releases hell or high water on the whole world it's going to be the Parkinson’s that due the Parkinson’s in. The "Big Reunions" always turn out to be a slugfest between so and so's cousin, uncle or even aunt. If it wasn't for the piety arguments over who's truck is a better gas guzzler or which carpenter in the family has the good glue, the "Big Reunions" would be a little more tolerable place for me, at least more tolerable then working in the loading and unloading zone of a so called "first rate" airport.
    Sky Harbor, probably one of the biggest airports this side of the Appalachians was practically dead-has been dead over week. Couldn't blame anyone for not coming' after the last bomb threat offer at west wing who would rush right back to this mess just to face the possibility of being blown up by some psychopath down on his luck or on his meds either way it was a fiasco I wouldn't care to live through again.