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Bad airline! Bad! No beignets for you!
Sigh.
Time, 1:47 am.
My phone, ringing.
♫Viva Las Vegas! Viva Las Vegas!♫
Ah, it's Hoade [1]. I'm supposed to leave in four hours to pick him up at the
airport so we can drive to Wizard World Comic Con New Orleans [2]. But
something came up, and in a ten minute rambling and somewhat incoherent
story, it was clear that we were not going to New Orleans.
A much better description came later from his post to
MyFaceGoogleBookPlusSpace:
> So this happened. Flying to New Orleans Wizard World by way of San
> Francisco (which is conveniently right between Las Vegas and Anchorage).
> Seeing that I had a very short window to make my connection, the nice lady
> got me on a slightly earlier flight.
>
> Which then sat on the tarmac for an hour and four minutes. The first plane
> got in early. We were so late there was no flight available for me until it
> was going to be too late to make the Con. And apparently there was
> "weather" in the San Francisco area, so the airport was a madhouse of panic
> and recrimination.
>
> I am now back home in Las Vegas. Comfy, but not exactly remunerative. And I
> missed hanging out with Best Friend Unit Sean Conner. And I had to cancel
> my appearance at a Con for the first time ever.
>
> Ugh. At least the airline people were very nice and are giving me a refund.
> I guess I have no choice but to do some writing to take up the time. All is
> well and all manner of things shall be well … if a bit annoying sometimes.
>
> Sean Hoade on GoogleMyFacePlusSpaceBook
>
Well, that bites. No beignets [3] for us.
[1]
http://www.seanhoade.com/
[2]
http://www.wizardworld.com/comiccon/neworleans
[3]
http://www.cafedumonde.com/beignets
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