Travelogue: Boise

[reasonablybrown]

I had just finished my stint at the Boise National College Fair, and I am in the Boise airport wrangling with the idea of getting lunch there or waiting until I arrive in Portland. I give. I go to a kiosk and order a sandwich and chips, and as I am at the condiments station, an older woman comes to me from that mysterious void behind the kiosk and

Comments

[screaminglemur]

HAHAHAHAHAAA! Brilliant.

Now. Invite Kate and I out for drinks sometime?

[reasonablybrown]

i would have alreaday, but someone changed his celphone number and didn't share with the group. my hands are tied. and kate hasn't returned my calls (sadness).

[johnnylemonhead]

i just like the notion of you wrangling with something abstract.

[reasonablybrown]

anna, be honest with the group. You just like the idea of me wrangling.

[johnnylemonhead]

i am overwhelmed by the number of comments that i could make in response to that, so i'll substitute this ...

[de_la_luz]

I am surprised that you are surprised. Afterall, one Brandon B. Berg is from Boi-see

[str13berry]

HA! I got sandwiched between pervy buisnessmen at the Oakland airport. Your story is better.

[icarusdrowning]

A. Best story ever! (within the continental US)
B. Anna totally wins.