the Huddled Masses

At the Orlando airport tonight I got caught in a mob scene much like this one.  We rode in from the terminal on the little train and when we got off, the recording told us to follow the signs for Baggage claim B.  We did.  But, the hallway that leads to baggage claim B was closed, blocked off.  So all of us keep walking and end up in a mass of people facing a wall with no place to go.  It was late at night and I am using that as an excuse.  The whole mob of people just stood there staring at the wall, getting more and more packed in as more people joined the mob.  I really wanted to, ever so quietly, just say .....mooooooooo.  But I didn't.  I did get a good laugh out of the possibility.

I am at the home of the Human PinBall, heretofore to be called the Arcade.  All of the little pinballs are asleep.  They have the air conditioning cranked up for me.  Tomorrow, HPB will chain me to a table and put me to work.  

Normal Girl