All Good Things Must End: Part Five

The kids were 6 and 11, or somewhere close to those numbers. The younger one a boy, the older a girl. As we took off I could tell that the boy was a little bit nervous, and he said that this was his first time flying alone...rookie. I asked the girl if she was nervous and she answered a confident "no", and mentioned how tough she was. They were playing with really cool transformer toys and I was a little bit jealous. As the flight continued the girl told me more about how tough she is by letting me know that she regularly beats up other 4th graders, even the boys. I told her that it wasn't very nice, and she said that it was in fact nice. Oh.

They also had brand new crayons and colored pencils and a transformers coloring book. The girl had a way of shifting rapidly from somewhat of a brat to very sweet. She asked if i would like her to color a picture for me, and she did a very nice job on the charger from the movie. As she turned the page over to color the more complacted transformer on the back she did get a little lazy. After coloring a few parts she looked at me and said she was only going to make a gray mark on the parts that were gray (the whole thing)...after making dashes all over the page, she decided that maybe the spots could be rust? Sure lazy kid, just give it to me. I'll scan the page in and post it later.

The kids then started to ask me if I had seen movies...
"Pirates 3?"
-no
"Fantastic Four?"
-no
"Epic Movie?"
-sadly yes
And then they start to quote some sexual jokes from the movie and something about balls, and not the kind you play sports with.
(insert nervous and somewhat skeptical laughter from brett)
"Something else?"
-no
"Another something else?"
-nope
Then came the shocker...
"Texas Chainsaw Massacre?"
-um, no...wasn't that a little scary for you guys?
"Nope, remember...I'm tough."
(That is not a direct quote)
So these kids watch a lot of movies, and my they grow up fast these days.

As we came in for the landing as much as she tried to hide it I could tell that this was in fact one part of the flight that did frighten the young girl. I tried to ask her questions to keep her mind off her imminent death, and the plane landed safely. They waved a sweet goodbye to me as we left the plane.

There is something of a story in trying to find Messmann's apartment, but it's mainly about a cab driver who didn't know his way around (seems that should be part of the job), and finally getting to sleep in a bed (futon actually) knowing that I was finally really in Seattle (Renton actually).

The End.