Home. Ensconced in the guest room. All's well. Among the movies on the planes were Win A Date With Tad Hamilton and Starsky and Hutch. Both movies are better than strictly needed by the demands of their formulas, but I've seen them now three times in two months, and they're not that much better than they had to be. I believe now I've seen them more than I've seen Star Trek: Insurrection, a movie that isn't better than its formula demands.
I got delayed again at Chicago, allegedly weather problems at Newark. That's the same excuse used last month. I've spent, without exaggeration, more time waiting on the runway at O'Hare to fly to Newark than I've spent flying from O'Hare to Newark. We suspected United had filed Chapter 11 and they were trying to hide it. I'm also tired of Funny Pilots explaining problems.
Trivia: In Robert Altman's Popeye, the Rough House Cafe was supposed to catch fire, and be extinguished by a rainstorm, at the end of Popeye's fight scene, but dry winds spoiled the effect and the conclusion was dropped. Source: The Popeye Story, Bridget Terry.
Currently Reading: Living Dolls: A Magical History of the Quest for Mechanical Life, Gaby Wood.