All's forgiven, Billy...I decided to forgive myself in the airport after that total stranger shoved her cell phone in my face with the airline agent on it to help me get back home, right at the point where I was going Hiroshima on the boarding booth people...they were just about to step on the security alert button...they had every right to do that and I had no right whatsoever to create a disturbance in an airport, ya see, no matter what. So instead of mindlessly choosing to get myself tasered and get dragged out of there in handcuffs and have the FBI, Homeland Security and the Dallas County Sherriff on my ass all weekend, I chose life. I chose to get away from there and shut up so I could go back home as soon as possible...nobody likes being ripped off. Nobody wants to put up with being totally stripped of their rights and when you are in the right and you know it, you don't get the results you demand for it...I had those gut feelings to deal with...but that lady saved me from getting myself in a whole bigger mess than the one I had already found myself in. Lady, thank you, whoever you are. Thank you. I had planned that trip for a year and I never thought anything could happen to stop it...but it did, and I wasn't prepared to be faced with that situation. I reacted with anger and intolerance. If I would have kept going with it, I'd be trying to get out of jail in Dallas right now. Thanks to that little old lady from Des Moines, I'm back home. I'm reading everything about last weekend...and enjoying it more than I can say...but next year, the Cat will be there under his own power. Cheers, WC1
PS: Thanks for the compassion and understanding, folks. It was a bigger bummer than I can really say. But it happened for a reason...
......but I sure don't wanna have to attend no funerals in order to collect