Decked out in my bright green sport coat with a blazing red tie and canary yellow dress shirt, topped off with a beaming magenta hat, I am sitting comfortably in second class on a little white tube flying through the air.

I am aware of all that surrounds me, and my Flight Tracker indicates that I have 38 minutes to arrival at my destination. I'm thinking of beautiful African lions, like Simba. And how they sleep all day long as the jungle hums along unabated, and the sun bakes the ground lovingly.

I cannot hear the crying of babies because I am totally blasting some Phillip Phillips right now, and thinking about how gay that is.

I'm enjoying a glass of Chardonnay as well, and unconsciously hitting the F6 key but nothing really happens.

Blue skies my friends...wish I could be watching some soccer right now. Boy that'd wrap this up in a bow.