Parachutes (Part 3)
Her plane landed an hour early. As mentioned before, I’d been tracking her progress through USA Today’s flight tracking page. When I saw that the Delta plane was overhead Nevada, I thought it’d be best if I took off for the airport.
Heading to Sacramento International Airport was no walk in the park, thanks in part to the wind. Going eastbound on the Interstate meant the wind was tackling my car from the left. I don’t ever want to drive to Sacramento again by driving in the slow lane. I arrived five minutes before the plane landed, we grabbed the baggage from the claim area, and took off for a quick snack at a Woodland McDonald’s.
I told her that I’d registered for classes at American River last weekend. When I got home, I pulled up the local news online only to find out that college tuition for four-year community college is dropping. Um…yay? I’m only paying $20 per unit at American River as it is, with $30 additional going to parking (which I’ve been told is worse than horrendous). I don’t think tuition is the problem. I think the cost of books is where the problem lies. If I had my way, books and educational materials would be included in the price of tuition.
But that’s a utopia even Wal-Greens can’t bring. I like how the Wal-Greens website has an entire section (with a highlighted tab, no less) dedicated to sexual wellness. Wal-Greens should change their slogan to “We Know How It Is…Kinky.”
In my past life, I was a tree or something. If not a tree, something that grew old and didn't move very much. I'm pretty convinced of this.