Sorrow at the 35,000 feet.
10/10/2006 3:04 PM
Look, I know its been awhile but I have been off searching the European contient for new material and I do have some but there is work…getting back into the swing of things at home, 2 tons of laundry. Just a brief post today because I owe it to your dear readers.

So traveling 500 mph over the Atlantic at 40,000 feet and I can feel the tears well up. I’m not sure I’m the only one that gets emotional when flying but its happened a few times with me. I’m not sure whether if your tense about the flight that your body needs some kind of release or maybe the airline pumps in some kind of chemical in the air. I start watching a movie in a plane and all of the sudden it’s the most poignant time of my life. I’m not a big movie crier. Aside from being on planes I have only cried in 2 movies…Han Solo getting frozen in Carbonite in Empire and Elias getting killed in Platoon. I’m not sure if it’s the cold cynic in me. I sometimes feel my tiny grinch heart swell but it has to be pretty amazing to draw a tear…Oh and I welled up a little in Batman Begins but that’s it. So I’m watching “Cars”…yes the animated movie. Yes, the one with Larry the Cable Guy. And its pulling at my heart if there weren’t people around me I would have just busted out blathering…”Oh Owen Wilson they just want to be your friend…can’t you see? Waaaa haaaaagh…(snort).” I’ve been like this for about 4 different flights and movies you would be ashamed to watch much less show a emotional reaction too. I watched “Passion of the Christ.” At sea level and I don’t bat an eye. I watch “Paparazzi” and it’s boo hoo-hoo in seat 12C. I think I need to man up and get some straight comedies and or straight violence.