Landed in NYC and spending more airport time, which in this case means airport-bar time.
The first hop (of 10 total) was uneventful, and I believe SkyMall is coasting in the innovation department. How many doggie stairs and inversion tables can they sell before the market has been satiated by accessible dogs and upside-down people? Delta's "Sky" magazine, on the other hand, did have a surprising amount of info about the World Cup, South Africa, and Charlize Theron's favourite foods.
Beyond the air-commute lit, the only other thing was a screaming baby while we circled JFK for an eternity. I'm ashamed to say it made me think of that dark M*A*S*H* episode where it turned out to not be a chicken on the bus. You M*A*S*H*-heads know what I'm talking about. I've been watching too much syndicated television.
