And sure enough. Another ONE HOUR delay. We’re at 5 hours and counting. My ass hurts, and my back hurts, and I’m down to one match. I hate TSA for taking my lighters.

On the plus side, I’ve been making conversation with a nice guy from nearby. He’s chain smoking because he’s out of matches too, and has been lighting my cigs so I can preserve my last match. That was nice until some skateboarder came along and started in on our conversation. He talks like a Valley Girl. I am nonplussed (under-used word of the day).

PS Ebay was very disappointing. This. Really. Sucks.