Lindsay Marks 6 p.m., Dec. 5
Checked in, take off your jacket, through the metal detectors, grim faced security people watch sullenly as we file through. It's the same thing every day, the same thing the TSA staff at Lindbergh experience, the ticket police at the zoo, the racetrack, legoland, sea world, q stadium (or is it called cricket or something like that now?
I like to sit at the end of a row about 7 rows back, with my back to the wall. I've got my iPad, my iPhone, my work phone, some apples and carrots and some Chapstick. grabbed a Coaster day pass even though I've got a pass. I'll need it next month before vacation for my days in the office.
it smells slightly sweaty, buttery in the jury lounge. I guess we're the responsible ones- don't they select from the voter rolls? what is that smell? certainly not the Activia being eaten by the girl in the banana republic suit. Hair pulled back into a low bum twisted and clipped.
The guy in front of me eating m & ms and a canned double expresso power drink. people looking at their phones. a young girl talking talking talking. basically, uh, basically uh. Stew-dent, the two syllables pronounced like the are two different words. it's like that commercial for subb-leam mousse, when did sublime become subleam.?
now that I'm thinking this way what is that "me bad" phrase? is it from a movie I didn't see, a celebrity pronouncement? What did I miss?