Friday, August 12, 2005

Strike

Fuck-fuckity-fuck-fuck. I heard about the strike last night on NPR when I was driving home. I'm a major socialist liberal type. I'm all for workers striking in order to affect change. Years ago I didn't cross the picket line at MoMA when I was in NYC- which set off a chain of events that resulted in my breaking my ankle by catching a bad patch of pavement in Greenwich Village but I digress. But God dammit. I was supposed to be meeting up with my better half. Won't know until late tonight if our plans are still on. My friends Doug and Jamie were supposed to leave today for their vacation in London and Paris but it is off now. BA is refunding them their flight because they wouldn't be able to fly together and there was no guarantee they would be able to get on their flight home. Doug is being Zen about it. And their baby has a sinus infection right now so a ten- eleven hour flight would not be the best thing for her and other passengers.

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