Phew, finally home

Just arrived from SFO via Paris. Uneventful flights except for an old Yankee fart behind me, who kept pushing and kicking my seat because I had reclined too much. We’re talking coach seats with like 10° recline… Sigh. The pettiness and bad manners of a six year-old in the body of a man 11 times older at least. Hadn’t he been that old I woulda pushed and kicked him back. Remind me to read more BOFH and Garfield. I am getting human with age it seems!