Off on a Road Trip

Greetings from Pittsburgh!

My sister, J., and I are in Pittsburgh, to enjoy a little culture, a little sight-seeing. Okay, just kidding. Everyone knows there's nothing to see, no culture, in Pittsburgh. Ok, I'm kidding again!

Anyways, after an ordeal with Southwest that involved me, a Roberto Clemente biography, a bag of Lifesavers, and four hours of just sitting on a tarmac, we finally made it to Pitt. We still haven't gone into Pittsburgh proper, but from what we've seen so far is really nice. Nicer than I expected. Lots of hills, lots of green. I like that.

There was a bit of turbulence on the flight from Philly, and I know I visibly blanched during the hardest bits. The man sitting next to me was probably seconds away from asking me if I needed a barf bag. I wasn't close to that at all. I just had tons of thoughts churning through my head - what if something happened to me? Who would take care of Sammy? I also thought of Pablo, waiting for me in Heaven. I thought of those poor people a few weeks ago who were killed in that plane crash in Kentucky. But most of all I thought - I DON'T WANT TO DIE!

Like Gary Allen said in his great song "I Just Got Back From Hell":
Gonna learn to live again
But I think I’ll sit a spell
Tell the world that I’m alive
And I just got back from hell