Airport hell

So, I’ve been in transit all day in a stupid attempt to get back to New York from the hinterlands. Got to Gerald R. Ford International Airport (named so highfalutin-ly because flights from Canada land there) at 6:30 a.m. this morning, and I’m only now in Detroit. This means it’s taken me eight hours to fly to a place that I could have driven to in 2.5 hours, and I still have about four hours of waiting/travel left, barring more delays. The frustrating part about this is that it’s lightly drizzling here, and by some accounts, barely precipitating in NYC. And thus I am stymied for an answer as to why I’m experiencing such hell. I’m stymied, I say!

But it could be worse. And I smiled when The New York Times rolled with my post about the paternity test for a story in its business section today. But IdentiGene is also available at Meijer, a large retail chain in Michigan, and they should have mentioned that.

Take a wild guess.