it's LAXative

I'm in the International Departure Terminal at Los Angeles Airport. I've been here for hours. In a few hours from now, I'll still be here. I am fated to spend the rest of my life at LAX.

I recommend the Sushi Boy at the Tom Bradley International Terminal and discourage you from presenting customs agents with documents detailing the 300,000 dollars worth of equipment you're carting through their country. If you follow my advice, you'll be guaranteed a long peaceful life.

I'm entertaining myself with Dan Brown's Angels and Demons. Holy crap, does it suck. How do people sit still and read this without jumping up and running off a cliff? If I weren't paying by the minute for internet access I'd quote all the risible passages, which so far is all of it.