The project is to draw a comic by the end of the hour for every hour you’re awake that day.
Casey accidently broke Andria’s glass while washing dishes. I held onto it for 5 years after Andria died. I cried a lot.
12:54 AM MST
I back up the data on my laptop to an external drive.
At least this comic won’t only be about loss.
1:53 AM MST
Much needed shower. And now sleep.
2:44 AM MST
Casey drives me to the airport.
6:58 AM MST
The Homeland Security guy didn’t wish me a good flight. Jerk.
There is no room for anything.
7:58 AM MST
I listen to Bishop Allen’s The Bullet & Big D. It mentions DFW and La Guardia… and JFK’s assassination.
I get an orange juice.
Dear God this comic is boring.
8:59 AM MST
I make quick eye contact with a girl across the aisle and think of a recent xkcd comic.
9:35 AM MST
Holy crap my flight out of DFW to LGA was canceled and I didn’t know about it because I checked in online
and they called but I didn’t get a message and I did everything wrong. But I got on the next flight to JFK.
Now I get to see that airport. Oh yeah, a comic. This is what I saw as I ran around:
roller luggage, people
This is what it looked like:
Oh, and now this flight [is] delayed!
11:55 AM Texas time
Still waiting
grumble
Sorry, I can’t do anything about it now.
12:52 PM Texas time
We finally take off. I try to spot the Grassy Knoll from the window.
I wish I looked at this city on Google Earth before I left.
1:27 PM Texas time
I imagine how well CLIF Bars would sell if the little guy was in danger.
Hang in there little guy!!
X:29 PM Who knows what time zone I’m in (1:29 MST)
Reading
Bumpy entrance. clouds & haze
4:44 PM NYC time
Took photos at old TWA terminal in the rain.
5:58 PM NYC
There is no free way out of JFK on foot
6:58 PM NYC
[there actually is. My brother checked it out on Google maps later.]
I learn the Air-Ride system by heart.
7:55 PM NYC
[There’s actually an error in my drawing]
I meet Paul and Steph at the Delta arrival in JKF. I watch their stuff.
8:29 PM NYC
I watch Paul and Steph’s stuff while they go get their keys.
There isn’t anything funny there, but I am thinking of a TMBG song: Vestibule.
9:29 PM NYC
Trying to find food. I don’t think it’s in here.
We are all new here.
10:55PM NYC
2 cheese calzones
Subway ride back home
“Is this us?”
“No, sorry”
11:55 PM NYC