I miss airline food.  I don't know why it has such a bad reputation.  I've never had bad airline food.  The resullts have always been in the deliciousness terroritory.  I want to be on an airplane, most likely going somewhere.  I've been having dreams of airliners crashing recently, watching them fall from the sky into a city; sometimes a bad take off, and the bird doesn't get far.  Sometimes I think about my dreams and wonder if maybe I shouldn't be telling people because I have a slight fear some people suspect I'm a serial killer.  I want to be on a plane though, definitely going somewhere.  I know how dogs feel when they've been tricked.  I have a slight fear of heights.  I'd have to take a bunch of xanax, a parking lot full.  I panic during turbulance.  Everybody grope somebody while you can—we're going down.