Robert (gurdonark) wrote,

Terminal C, near Gate 7

I know that a weblog is a place to report triumphs, tragedies, insights, slights, passionate nights, laughable days, and intense and acute observations. A weblog should show that the universe has only one true center, filled with caramel, occupied by its author. A pecan millionaire kind of life, with perhaps a little crunch.

This entry eschews all those things, and merely reports that I spent two hours last night walking around Dallas Fort Worth Airport parking garages until I finally figured out where I parked my car. It was a curious experience, although arguably good exercise.
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