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Jan. 27th, 2007

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The battery on the PSP died in the middle of Phantasy Star 4, and while I'm recharging it via the USB port I figured it wouldn't hurt to write a post's worth of post material. It's 3:15am in Memphis--so I won't be home for another fourteen hours.

The child-to-adult ratio observed in the Hong Kong airport didn't translate to the plane: we do, however, have at least two crying babies back here in steerage. The plane from Hong Kong to Tokyo-Narita had engine trouble just as it was about to take off, so we taxied off to where someone could make repairs to the whatever sensor, and then refuel to make up for what they'd burned taxiing the first time. This made us an hour late taking off from Hong Kong, and once I arrived in Tokyo the flight board said that my connecting flight was at final call, and I still had security to get through and a mad dash through the airport without so much as a bathroom break to ease my weary bladder.

Of course, once on the plane to Minneapolis, we were informed that the video information system (i.e. the in-flight movie) was broken, unless you were in business class or better, but if they couldn't get it fixed after making us wait a half-hour they were taking off anyway. Not that I was dying to see Invincible or Snoop (I think Snoop--it was the other Woody Allen movie starring Scarlett Johannsen), or another episode of E, verybody Loves Raymond, but it's more entertaining than the back of the seat in front of me. I guess I'll have Homestar Runner podcasts to tide me over until the battery dies on the laptop, and maybe by then the PSP will be charged some, too.

Looking over other people's shoulders I've observed some Indiana Jones knock-off that looked fairly recent from the special effects, but that I'd not seen or heard of before. It had a magic book. Another laptop owner has been writing a recommendation letter.

Last night we went to La Pampa for steak, Argentine-style. Then my boss and I headed up a level and had some beers at another English pub--my first experience drinking Kilkenny Ale, which I've never seen in the States.

The girl sitting next to me on the plane is coming over to some international school in St. Paul--she's my daughter's age, and appears to not understand how to fill out the customs form. I'm sure they'll take care of it once she arrives in Minneapolis, though.

UPDATE: Back in Memphis. Baby cried for ten solid hours. I wanted to smother it with the tiny pillow.
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One of the kids who acted with us in Fiddler on The Roof, who'd been in Walk The Line and the new thing where Dakota Fanning gets sexually assaulted, has been cast as Flounder in the Broadway adaptation of Disney's The Little Mermaid, not to be confused with Hans Christian Andersen's The Little Mermaid, and yet we assert our copyright.

Only when they posted it they completely failed to mention the title of the show, and only stated that he'd gotten the role of Flounder.

I responded that he was far too young to play Flounder, and I wondered who was going to play Bluto and Dean Wormer.

His mom wrote me an email today to let me know that she didn't get it.

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