Here is the problem with letting a friend with a handicap travel by himself. It is like being held hostage (more accurately, it is like your handicapped friend being held hostage. Your friend is at the mercy of whatever carrier you choose to transport him from point a to point b while waiting him make wait for a while at point c. Or maybe it from point a to point c and he will have to wait for a while at point b. I am not sure, and will conduct some thorough research.
Anyway, my friend, who is handicapped, was dropped off by my sister, who is my favorite sister (at least right now) at the airport. She sent me a text message saying he was with an attendant and that was the last I heard. Is he jetting, carefree, toward point b, or point c, right now, or is he lost, and afraid in the terminal at the airport in Omaha?
I will let you know, as soon as I know.
Monday, June 2, 2014
There is not much to say, but, for those who find any offense, please remember these are only stories, jokes, and have no relation to reality. Kind of like life.
I like life, and hope it lasts a long time, but it does require some explanation, that is why these blogs exist. To help people navigate times and events that make no sense.
Here are a few places you can find a few things.
The Original Life Explained. Where it all started, a little rambling and a lot of nothing important.
Life Explains The End Views on humanity's race to self extinction. I hope I am wrong.
Life Explains Smiles Because everybody likes it when you smile.
Life Explains Aging Getting older is not always easier, but it is worth the effort. And a few small things can make it much more pleasant.
Life Explains Traveling and Commuting Mostly commuting. Driving bugs me and working bugs me so driving to work is the ultimate insult of modern life, and I like to complain.
Life Explained Explores History. The real problem with history is there is so much of it. It is all over the place. But, if you take the time to look at the small pieces it is fascinating.
Life Explains Music Music is a universal language. I like guitar based rock and roll, but there is a little bit of a lot here.