And then there was that one time I drove to the airport with nothing but the clothes on my back intent to leave…and the airport was closed.
A juggling technophile shares personal stories, challenges, humor and perhaps some political commentary.
And then there was that one time I drove to the airport with nothing but the clothes on my back intent to leave…and the airport was closed.
The parking lot attendant was still there to take your money… 🙂
Oh that’s right! I’d totally forgotten that.