Africa LCD

It happened again! The LCD screen at seat 39a simply will not work…. and you guessed it, that’s my seat. I’ve been told by a variety of flight attendants that they have rebooted my screen several times. “Just wait 15 or 20 minutes before you touch the control buttons,” they keep telling me. Alright then, I’ve waited four hours and it still doesn’t work. My inclination is not to blame the flight attendants, at least I don’t’ think I’m faulting them. But wait a minute, what if there is a conspiracy intended to keep John Pauls from enjoying his flight. A couple of things could point in that direction… You see this is the second time in as many flights it’s happened to me, no movie no sound, no picture. I’m learning to live with the feelings of the scorned, the unwanted the outsiders… People all around me smiling as they watch Transformers fly across their personal LCD screens. Others are enjoying the story about a homeless cellist, and still others Spock or Wolverine. (I know I should quit asking the guy in front of me to move his head so I can view the seven inch screen attached to the seat in front of him.). Sorry, I’ll get back to the conspiracy. You see, just about an hour ago a flight attendant asked, “Do you want vegetarian curry or chicken? “ That’s an easy choice because I love chicken; I mean I really love chicken. I’ve eaten several flocks of chickens in my life. Not only am I fond of the bird, I’ve eaten it about every possible way. Boiled, fried (a favorite) grilled, baked, stuffed and curried. I’ve even eaten chicken’s feet. I don’t mean chicken legs or drumsticks; I mean feet, the parts just above the claws. Okay, here’s the point, I’ve never eaten chicken like what was just served. If it was indeed chicken it was presented incognito, undercover, disguised… the hallmarks of any conspiracy. You see, it’s starting to add up. Not only do I have an in-descript food substance to pick through, I’m adorned with fancy high quality airline headphones styling over my ears yet there’s no sound coming through these high tech wonders. Why continue to wear headphones when with a dead screen in front of me? I’m resisting the conspiracy that could ruin my flight and cause me to look different, to stick out. With a glace around the plane you will notice I fit in, looking “cool” with this audio technology gripped to my ears and that metal band pushing my hair down in a stylish sort of way. (Looking cool kind of like how cool Blake McBride looks with his Ray-Bans resting on his forehead just above his eyes).
By now you’re probably wondering what the deeper meaning of this blog might be. I could tell you it has something to do with redemption or justification, fellowship or regeneration but the truth is, I’m just having fun. At 35,00 feet, I’m writing silly thoughts because that’s what you can do when you have eight hours with no internet, no Facebook, no Twitter, no MySpace, no YouTube, no Hulu and no TV! Sometimes it’s just good to laugh, to have some fun, to relax and not take yourself too seriously.