I bet you're North of here.

I spent my week in Brownsville, try to get more South in Texas than that. I dare you.

I arrived in town Monday and learned one thing very quickly. The folks in Brownsville do not do any work. Training them was like pulling teeth in the beginning. No one knew their job responsibilities, even the supervisors. Wednesday, the jail infirmary was practically shut down until 10:30. Cowboys tickets went on sale at 10:00, so until then phones weren’t to be used and computers weren’t to be touched. Luckily the tickets to the Cowboys – Vikings game were secured…

The day progressed better than expected, which leads me to my current setting. I figured I was done with the task I’d been assigned, so I got a flight out a day early. A 6:40PM flight was doable, so I booked the flight and arrived to Valley International Airport in Harlingen at 5:50. The flight was delayed however. And again. And again. And now we’re set to depart at 9:00PM.

So I’m sitting in the airport restaurant along with everyone else waiting for a flight. Lucky for me there are 25 credits on the jukebox I’m next to. 22 remain now as I select Dead & Bloated to follow up my selections of 3AM and I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For. No one’s objected yet, so I imagine I’ll keep playing DJ for the already irritated patrons. Maybe I should throw on some Selena to please the crowd.

It turns out that Brownsville isn’t so bad, immensely better than Laredo. We went to Progresso on Monday, which I’d been to before, but it was a good trip. Got some goods. I have my laptop case and a clay pot with me as carryons. That’s South Texas business man right there.

A fellow patron just noticed that our flight had been pushed back to the current time of 9:00PM. Needless to say, he’s not thrilled. The lady on tv is showing me that Dallas is currently getting pounded and the Departure Screen just announced that the 5:40 flight to Dallas has been pushed further back to 9:25… It’s days like this that I count myself lucky to not work at the airport dealing with the angry people, it doesn’t help the fact that I’m still stuck in this airport for another couple of hours though.

My ringtone is now playing on the Jukebox; Blaze of Glory by Bon Jovi.

Busy weekends to come! This weekend I will be going to Corpus to get my long lost cat. The next weekend, I will be helping Penny move (one of the many moving that weekend). And soon after it’s Soccer and Football season. Can’t wait to get back to Aggieland for that. It should be a good season.

I’ve been out of the office all week which means I have things to catch up with other than my blog. Things such as TexAgs and Pearls Before Swine comics from this week. And Desperado will play as I close this entry. This music is much better than the crying children. I hope they're not waiting for my flight.