Wednesday, December 1, 2010


My flight today from Bend to San Francisco
was one of the smelliest.
I couldn't tell if the toddler behind me had shit his pants,
or if the fatso sitting across from me was farting away,
but it smelled like shit.
Then I had the kid kicking the back of my seat
and making all kinds of noise
while his mom somehow slept.
I wasn't too pleased, but then...
I took a bite of my PJ Budders chocolate bar
(you know what I'm talkin' 'bout!),
put some Deejay DFlow on the headphones
and looked out the window at
San Francisco, California!
...and I was hella good.