I miss the lazy river.

Friday after work, I flew down to sunny Phoenix. I spent Saturday and a portion of Sunday at the pool/lazy river:

I almost didn't come home because I was informed that it was 45 degrees and hailing in Salt Lake City on Saturday - and that is not my style. But, there is only so long one can stay in the desert. So I went to the airport early yesterday afternoon to catch my flight. I was uncharacteristically early for my flight (over an hour!), and as luck would have it, my flight was delayed. Inevitably, if I am early for a flight, that flight will be delayed. If I am running late for a late, that flight is running right on time - if not early - with the gate agents overeager to close the flight and send it off early. With the extra time on my hands, I went to the news agent. I thought I would get a book or a magazine to pass the time. I saw the typical wall of magazines. Here it is:

And I couldn't help but wonder . . . WHO BUYS THE PORN AT THE AIRPORT? You know the magazines in the picture that are covered by the black plastic squares. The same squares that are used in "family friendly" grocery stores to shield young eyes from the assault of Lindsay Lohan on the cover of Elle or Kate Moss on Vogue or Molly Sims on Cosmopolitan. Seriously, I've never seen anyone buy Penthouse in the airport, and I've certainly never see anyone casually flipping through Playboy in midflight. (Though I wouldn't mind seeing it.) Faced with a 2 hour wait for my flight, I debated whether I was bored enough to buy some porn and read it at the gate. I imagined the looks of horror I would receive, but also liked the idea of people giving me PLENTY of personal space. In the end, I bought Augusten Burroughs' Running With Scissors and embarrassed myself by laughing out loud as I read it while waiting for the plane, during the flight, and while waiting for my baggage. I'm looking forward to the movie.

Anyway, who is buying the airport porn? At first I assumed people bought it like Time, Mens' Fitness, and People - for inflight reading. But then it occurred to me that people (lonely business travelers, maybe) buy it for after they land - for use in their hotel room. That makes alot more sense, doesn't it?

Today's Song: Move Along, The All American Rejects