Vacay Tee Hee

We landed at Houston George Bush Intercontinental just now, Bevan and I, and for several minutes on the way down we experienced the worst kind of turbulence, the kind in which the drunk people in the back cheered and the less drunk people who have so much left to live for white-knuckled their armrests and considered all of the things that they should have done differently and all I could think about during the whole experience was how I was going to die watching Dance Moms on the screen of the dude asleep in the row ahead of me.