I'm now at the airport.

I had a great weekend. I like that McCarran has the free wireless internet now. You still have to pay at the Reno airport. There are legislators on my flight -- I should have asked foa which flights would have legislators. It's not that I don't like legislators; but they don't want to see me any more than I see them.

Anyway, I've got another batch of random sunday night thoughts for my bloggary peeps.

• There's a new style for women this summer, apparently, of knee-length shorts. They look like pantaloons and I can't look at somebody who is wearing them without sort of laughing in my said. I'm not sure why I find them so ridiculous, but much in the same way a baby rhinocerous looks ridiculous, as do these shorts.
• Since September 11th, 2001 I've taken probably 75 plane flights. But only once did I have the funny checkberboard thing that requires the mandatory screening. I am glad. I'm not sure what I did to get on a good list. Probably just by virtue of my whiteness.
• Remember Gulliver's Travels? I liked that book when I was in high school. Satire is awesome. Also, satire is mostly dead in the modern world. You may cite satire in shows like the Colbert Report and/or The Daily Show. But I don't really think that cynical sarcasm is really satire; funny -- but not satire. Satire has a certain subtlety that modern media all but prohibits. And that's my rant about satire.
• I put in an application to rent this house in the middle of nowhere this weekend. It's like if you were heading south on Las Vegas Boulevard and you went forever you'd get to the Southpoint. Then drive for a few more miles, and think "hey, I'm really in the middle of nowhere." Turn right. Turn left. Then there's my house.
• Another Senator just showed up. Where are these people coming from?
• There are 38 people in Guantanamo Bay that the military and CIA have classified as "NLEC", meaning "No Longer Enemy Combatants." These are people who, essentially, the military has admitted had nothing to do with the Taliban or Al Qaida, and they never did (sp? How do I not know how to spell that? qaeda? qaida?).
• I am glad I got to visit. I got to see my best friend in the whole wide world. The fact she lives in Las Vegas makes this move a lot easier for me. By contrast, my friend from college is coming to Northern Nevada, and I have no desire to see her. Sometimes I just don't want to see my friends.
• Anyway, I'm very dried out being in Vegas. I need to drink more water and less booze, probably. Anyway, I'm going to go now. Goodbye.