Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Writin' Rainbow

Place your trays in the upright position. A few had not done so. Take off proceeded. We will alert you when to use electronic devices when we have reached altitude. The attendants awaited in their designated area. Accommodating meals and beverages for the passengers filled the storage unit. The pilot elevated his gears as his carrier glided from the runway. The control tower hummed consent. Seat 4a was unoccupied but the bathroom was not. Before takeoff Garrett generally did not drink enormous amounts of megadrink, but over preparation was a sidelong trait. We're looking at a eight hour flight to your destination. Expect delays. Meg wanted to kindle very badly. She will wait. Elevation was approaching. 5229. 5239. 39439. The wings closed and engaged. Passengers bobbed along the air, jovially buzzed, colas froze. The meal was not enchiladas. It was freeze-dried. Diet freeze-dried approved by Atkins and Armstrong. The odometer clocked meteoric numbers. I'm sick of elevation telling me my edict. Shocker.