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| Matt and great-nephew Keenan at the wedding |
The first part I remember is the
only baggage I have is my sling bag, and that duffel bag I got from Telluride
to bring back all the free gifts. But it is empty except for a coat hanger, a
collapsible hiking pole, and a casino players card which I take out and put into my pocket. The next thing I know we are at the gate and the woman at the
British Airways counter says I need to pay her eight dollars. I have to pay her,
so I reach into my pocket and I put all the stuff on the counter – the casino
card, a crumpled receipt, and two five-dollar bills. I also have a scratch card
from the casino for a free gift. I lay everything on the counter and I’m
un-crumpling the five dollar bills and give them to the attendant, and she
gives me a snooty look because she’s British Airways and needs to give me two
dollars in change. The second attendant
starts scratching off the scratch card, and says, “I’ve won a free Christmas gift!”
There’s a guy behind me who is like
7’10” and he’s standing really close to me, so I start nudging back, pushing
back and he says, “You got enough room there?” and I say no, actually. Then he
says, “You need a financial advisor?”
I ask him, “What kind of trousers
are you wearing?” He says, “These are formal dress slacks.” I say, “I want a
guy who wears Wranglers.”
Then I say, “I’ll bet you got a lot
of basketball scholarships.” He says, “Yeah, all through high school and
college. I would throw the ball at the
announcers.” Then I’m on the jetway, ready
to board the plane, and you are coming towards me with a worried look on your face, and then I wake up.

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