Why airlines suck

I can't stop thinking about that southpark episode where Mr. Garrison invents a fast method of travel that is less terrible than dealing with airline companies. Without going into too much detail, the device employs anal-rape power and sells faster than anyone would expect. Thank god the US congress steps in, putting Mr. Garrison out of business to protect the airline industry. I'll skip over the ass thing and just make the point that my ladyfriend and I are missing at least two days of work (each) while incurring the cost of hotels, food, transportation (a needless trip to the airport and out), and other.
Well, to be fair to (should I? yeah) DELTA AIRLINES, they did give us a courtesy call to alert us of our canceled flight. After already being at the airport for about two hours and while talking to a ticket agent about how there were no planes to leave and no flights anyway, we got a call telling us not to get on the plane, that wasn't there, that was originally supposed to leave in less than five minutes.
Then a lot of other shit happened, flights changed a bunch of times, a quest to find a working Delta number (they officially state that they do not have enough phone lines to deal with weather changes), then a two hour on-hold session, and...
They win. I'll get home when they say so. Broke, tired, and beaten.

Gee, I hope congress gives these guys a few billions...

why New Mexico rules

So it's 1:15 in New Mexico and I should be sleeping because I do need to get up at 6:30 but I had this crazy(stupid) idea to start a blog. The main impetus for this is due to the 30thSWT/PCA Conference. Yeah, i didn't know what that stood for until a few weeks ago even though I've been stoked to be here for months. Just in case you're curious, that's the Southwest Texas Popular Cultural Association Annual Conference which, for some reason that has yet to be explained to me, has been happening for a while in Albuquerque, New Mexico. And it fucking rules. If you don't believe me check it out here: www.swtxpca.org, and what I've come to understand 'popular culture' to be is a catch-all for those with doctoral dissertations or master thesis on folklore, myth/fairy-tale, Buffy, comics, media studies, The Grateful Dead (yeah, not a big fan), Beat society, gender studies, sci-fi, H.R., technology, and a hell of a lot more. When you compare any of these fan critiques to any other bland old papers, they are probably going to get an A (which is what you want your professor to get on her/his papers) but, you know, who's gonna care? The Fans! The people who want to know why HIV in gay culture is analogous to Vamiprism in the Wheadonverse, why Native American culture has been hurt by Marvel Comics, what the Star Trek cannon has to say about whitewashed imperialism, why fairy-tales get fucked over and rewritten by whitey again and again and again... There are about 450 different panels with about 3.2 presentations on each panel. I've gotten to hang out and chat with (and drink/smoke/nerd-out with) people of all ages from all over the country, from France, Belgium, Austria, Germany, and a ton of people who I had no idea where the fuck they were from. This is the kind of doctor I want to be. A doctor of totally smart, cool-ass shit.