Did I ever tell you about the time I got stuck in Houston? George Bush Airport is a great place, but not the kind of place you want to be stuck in overnight.
Well, come to think of it, you don't want to be stuck in any airport overnight- which is why usually they comp you a hotel room or something, but my airline thought they were so smart- that they could just direct me to the first class lounge and I should sleep on one of
their beautiful leather chairs. I thought to myself, "Houston, we have a problem!" If you know what I mean. (if you don't, it's ok, neither do I)
Anyway, my wife was all for the leather chair, because she thought of all the places she'd rather be in Houston, George Bush Airport's first class lounge was it. I said, hey let's not be so anti-Houston... after all, they did name their airport after "W", a great President!
Well that was a mistake. You see, I'm a conservative, and I'm married to a liberal. Oy.
George Bush is not a great President, she exclaimed.
I rolled my eyes, just to show her I thought she was an idiot. I told her I didn't want to go there- we, and the whole country had already talked about this, and they re-elected George Bush, airport security was tighter because of him, Houston was happy because they have Houston George Bush Airport, the Iraqis are free and about to vote for their first President, et cetera!
She flipped her hair and said that for Houston, George Bush Airport may be a big deal, but for her a was a big pain in the you know what.
No, I don't know what, I replied.
It was her turn to roll her eyes. She looked at the vending machine, trying to decide between a Twix or a Reeses.
Then the janitor came in and gave us a look. I expained what our generous airline had suggested. He shrugged and went to work on the trash cans.
:Look, she said, I've been to Houston- George Bush Airport is all they've got going on here!
I sort of cleared my throat and sighed at the same time. You must have been stuck in the airport the whole time you were in houston, I responded. I know Houston, and let me tell you what they've got.
First of all, Houston has the Rockets, and even though Yao and T Mac aren't agressive enough, they do have Jim Jackson to stabilize things, and they just need a mean 4 and a pure point guard.
She was shaking her head, but I continued.
Not only that, but the basketball team, Houston George Bush Airport, the Astros, the fabulous gospel Christmas stuff coming up, the lively asian community, and how could I forget the star of Houston, Texas, MD Anderson, one of the most incredible cancer hospitals in the country!
I paused, waiting to see how she could possibly recover from my stunning argument-killer of a diatribe. The janitor gave us another look as he left the room.
Yeah, she said, but it's too hot here.
I was exasperated. I didn't hear that, I said. I'm going to sleep.
Ok, she said, and we curled up together on a big leather chair, and there in Houston, George Bush Airport hummed quietly around us as we drifted peacefully off to sleep.
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