band bus dropped me off at the Knoxville airport because I have a show
today in South Carolina with another artist. This airport is small,
bit pretty darn fancy. For examlple, the hallway leading up to
security and gates has a stream that runs down the center. Complete
with big fake rocks and mini rapids.
I don't think of flying as a negative experience. I do not love the
fuel situation, but hopefully we as a people will take this issue more
serously and really start to develop alternative fuels more actively
then we are now. Anyway, the security lines don't really bother me,
nor do the rules. Its not really that big of a deal to just check
things you can't bring on the plane. Right?
Flying still feels kind of magical to me. Is that the best word, I
don't know? I mean you are flying in a giant metal tube with wings.
That's pretty neat. I assure you I don't say oooo and ahhhh when I see
or get on a plane, but I respect the intelligence that has gone into
powered flight. Fun.
I would like to dedicate this blog to Carter and Jeff who have said
that I do not blog frequently enough. I agree with that statement.