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There isn’t ANYTHING, anything going on in sports right now. Like, absolutely nothing. So hopefully this entertains you for a bit. Just a little blog about my trip from D.C. to Puerto Rico so far. Enjoy!

Saturday, July 28th. Washington D.C.

5:05PM: So I understand how the computer check in was a good idea on paper. Sure, people will come in, don’t have to deal with snotty airline people, and can enter their info and grab their boarding pass, move along. But the creator of it failed to realize how dumb people are. I, honestly, saw people take about 10-15 seconds deciding how to press “English” for the language of choice. So it took me about 45 minutes just to check in.

Then there’s like, the pretty much strip search area where I had to take out my keys, my belt, my blackberry, my necklace, my shoes, both of my laptops, and my boxers. Well, not the boxers, but might as well have. I know that it’s important to check but Jesus, there has to be a better way.

5:50PM: Yeah, so the flight is delayed. Go figure. I just bought a Sports Illustrated for $6.50! Thats a hell of a markup.

6:05PM: Finally boarding now.

6:37PM: Okay so I have the aisle seat as requested, and some weird lady got the window. No one has claimed the middle one yet. I am praying no one else comes in and takes it because I need my leg room.

6:45PM: Plane just took off a few minutes ago. Everyone is speaking Spanish pretty much. And great, there are 3 damn babies within a 6 row radius of me. This is going to be a very long four hours.

6:58PM: So I miraculously fell asleep for a few minutes and some asshole girl dropped her bag on my head from the overhead compartment. Then she looked at me as I stared at her half asleep and angrily, giggled like a jackass and didn’t say sorry and sat back down. I was about to have a Ben Stiller-in-Meet the Parents meltdown because as this happened, the babies started crying… almost simultaneously. Only 20 minutes into the flight. Damnit.

7:15PM: Weird window seat lady keeps looking at me.

7:17PM: Weird window seat lady just asked to read my Sports Illustrated magazine. I said ok.

7:20PM: Weird window seat lady is done with my magazine. I don’t know why she asked for it. Idiot. It’s called SPORTS ILLUSTRATED. If you don’t like sports, you’re not going to like the magazine. Anyway, some Sandra Bullock movie is on called “Premonition”. It’s kind of weird.

7:53PM: This movie isn’t that bad. It’s about Sandra Bullock being able to see what’s going to happen and then trying to fix it before it does. Okay describing it sounds bad but when you are surrounded by three babies, a weird window seat lady, and protecting your skull from dropping bags, the movie is helpful.

10:30PM: Just landed.

11:45PM: At Marriott now. Furious. My blackberry, 3 weeks old, is giving me a “Device Error 348″. So much for this World Edition piece of sh*t. I’ll deal with this in the morning. Haha funny story. I was so ready to get off the plane when we landed that as soon as we stopped, I did what people usually do: stand up as quickly as possible to get their bags as if its a race. Anyway, I was getting my bag out, and it was crammed behind lord knows how much crap. So I grab my bag and I’m pulling it out and I don’t even realize but there is a black cane infront, like a walking stick or whatever. So my bag comes out but so does the cane and it falls on this old lady’s head infront of me! By old, I’m talking at least 85 years old. She grabbed her head and stared back at me with the angriest face saying stuff in Spanish. I was like “I’m so sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry, are you okay? i’m sorry” but i don’t think she was listening. She kept saying stuff to me in Spanish. So I’m standing there with the angry glares of a bunch of Puerto Ricans, as if I did it on purpose. I could almost hear their mental thoughts saying “How could you do that?! You hit an old lady on the head with her own cane! You animal!” So standing there waiting for the freaking doors to open was the most awkward, longest 3 or 4 minutes of my life. I was sure I was going to get mobbed by angry Puerto Ricans but luckily I didn’t.

1:00AM: Just finished watching the Barry Bonds game on ESPN. Thank god i have ESPN and all the American channels here. Barry obviously didn’t hit a homerun but at least the game was entertaining. I’m going to bed. Hope tomorrow is better.

Sunday, July 29th. San Juan, Puerto Rico

11:30AM: I figured out how to fix my blackberry. It was some data problem. I feel like I am whole again. It’s sick how addicted and dependent I am to my blackberry. I’m going to shower now and then go find something to eat, walk around town. I got nothing to write about right now on sports because there is nothing going on. Tour de France is something that ends later today, but there is no way I’m writing on that. Oh, well, Eddy Curry got robbed at gunpoint at his house. I doubt the robbers found anything other than stashes of donuts. Anyway, I’ll check back with you people later.

(HAHAHA I can’t believe I found this pic. Well, she looked like this, but angrier!)