Tree Hugging…

I traveled to and from Portland (Oregon) last Friday for work. It was my first time outside the airport there and I have to say it’s a pretty nice town (Think better than Seattle but not as nice as Bellevue). I got the full taste of the culture as Portland traffic sucks ass therefore we had to take the train back to the airport from the office. There were some crack heads odd folks (mostly confined to the downtown area) on the train so I acted crazy so I could successfully fit in. That and I smoked some crack...

For those of you that dont know me that well yet, Im kidding about the crack... It's not how Helmey rolls...

Something noteworthy happened on the plane ride back home. Considering how much I have flown around the country I’m not quite sure how it’s taken this long to happen. Typically when I fly alone I get seated by either an angry person, a small loquacious child that has a pet dragon, or the individual that has just eaten a plate of broccoli, onions, and beans that insists on farting the entire way to our destination (remind me to tell you about the lady with Tourette's I sat by on the way to Puerto Rico sometime).

So on the way back I was seated in the first row of the plane (it was small plane so no first class as you might have been thinking). For once the people next to me and behind me were awesome. Not only were they well adjusted, dragonless, and flatulence free, the lady seated next to me works in the same industry as I do. For the first time ever flying by myself was a somewhat enjoyable experience. It was pretty much like when Ed Norton described “single serving friends” in the movie “Fight Club”. All except I didn’t blow up my house, meet them at a bar, and punch them in the face after the flight.

The only shitty part is I’m pretty sure the flight attendant hated us. Apparently getting drunk on the plane is frowned upon by angry chicks from Tucson. Or it could have been me shouting “Stewardess!” pointing at my empty cup and saying “make it happen”. Kidding…I’m not that bad… but have flown with Wayman someone who is. Good thing I wasn’t seated in an exit row.

Comments

[Sunshine]

They call it the friendly skies for a reason!!!

[tania]

Next time you should really say "make it happen"

[Rachael]

I have decided that youneed yourown commentary section on a late night show. It will be called, "This is How Helmey Rolls".

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[Candy]

So I tagged you for a meme today. I hope you have been doing your bloggy homework and no what a meme is. Drop by my site and read up on your assignment.

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[Robyn]

It's Fight Attendant, that's where you went wrong:)

[caleal]

Next time punch her in the face.
Problem solved.

[Kel]

And how would you rate the crack in Portland as compared to Seattle? I'm only asking, b/c I had the choice to go to either this weekend, and I chose Seattle. I'm hoping the crack is just as good there.....