Houston, We Have Passport.

Minion Launch is a Go.

The FedEx courier delivered the passport 15 minutes ago, an hour and a half ahead of schedule.

It cost me an extra $350 bucks, but my little girl is going to fly to Germany with her group tomorrow morning.

I’m currently sitting back, drinking a shandy (lemonade and Boulevard Wheat beer) and relaxing.

I’m eventually going to try to get reimbursed, but I’m not holding my breath.

But for now, everything’s in place, and Minion leaves tomorrow for the experience of a lifetime.

Typhoid Bubba

So that chucklehead who decided to fly on two long transatlantic flights, despite the fact that he’d been diagnosed with TB and advised not to travel?

Just described in on Olbermann’s show as “A man from the Atlanta area.”

Yeah, pretty much all you need to know, right there.

His travel plans were far more important than, oh, I dunno….NOT spreading a drug-resistant virus in a contained air system aboard a plane filled with hundreds of people. (Twice, even.)

Yeah….pretty much sums up the experience I have of Atlanta residents.

Update: Passport Hell

No Passport this morning.

Nobody did anything they were supposed to do over the weekend. Apparently, the Houston office didn’t finish and put the passport in the mail on Saturday, like we had been assured; our Congresscritter’s office didn’t follow-up over the weekend, like we had been assured.

No, apparently, the passport was finished this morning, and is currently awaiting FedEx Pick-up for delivery tomorrow fucking morning by 10:30 a.m., 2 hours AFTER we’re supposed to check in at the airport.

So, we’ve told our Congresscritter to tell the Houston office to move the package from the mail room to the Will-Call office. We’re hoping that they can actually achieve this, since it’s literally the LEAST they can fucking do.

We’ve paid FedEx $350, for a courier to go to the Will-Call, pick up the passport, and deliver it to us via Same-Day service. We’re being told that it will be delivered to our door by 10:30 tonight.

I’ll believe it when I see it.

Stress? You betcha.