This ain't no disco
It ain't no country club either
This is LA!
Yes, I'm in LA. The thing is, I should be halfway around the world already on a trip to Australia.
After boarding the plane on-time at 6pm last night in Philadelphia, we sat on the runway for FOUR HOURS waiting for a predicted storm to pass through. Unfortunately, we sat all that time with no food, refreshments, or entertainment -- from which I'm hard pressed to find the difference between that and a regular flight. This means that, of course, by the time we got to LA my connecting flight to Australia was a mere jet fuel fume memory.
They did rebook me on the same flight the next day. As you would expect.

The downside? They didn't give us our luggage back meaning by the time I arrive in Australia I hope everyone stays upwind of me.

- Farmer Ted