Thanks, Creepy McCreeperson, for breathing on me for two hours

Yet another weekend and no work on the Big D.  Why?  Because I went to MD to visit family.  Unfortunately, Texas is far away from everything...or at least everything I want to visit, including MD.  It used to be a nice 70 minute flight with no changing planes and no delayed flights, but now it's two flights, three delays, and 136 people mouth breathing in a giant steel tube in the sky.  Lovely.

The other big problem would be my amazing skills at assigning everything at the same time.  This time it included quizzes for three classes, homework for one class, and papers for the last class.  If anyone out there is a teacher, you know just how long it takes to grade everything and that if you get behind, it's pretty much the death of you.  You let it go one day and you can never catch up.  So, I decided to take advantage of the plane time to grade papers.

Obviously you sit VERY close to the lovely person next to you when you fly these days and usually they can't help but glance over and check out what it is you're doing to see if it's any more interesting that what they're doing.  For future reference: reading your junkfood book is much more interesting that grading the same exercise 60 times in a row.  I promise.  My neighbor either wasn't informed or didn't believe me because he hovered (and not discreetly) over my should the whole 2 hours from New Orleans to Baltimore.  I'm pretty sure he didn't speak Italian, so why, I ask, would he find my grading so important?  I'm 99.9% sure he couldn't actually understand what I was reading, nor what my sea of red marks meant, so why the need to hover and stare?

Plane etiquette people!  I've been on planes with crazy women painting their nails, a hairy man clipping his toe nails, a very tall man cleaning his ears with a pen (mom do you know who I'm talking about), and even a man participating in "inappropriate" acts under his blanket.  Clearly, there should be a license to fly - if you can't pass the test on what is appropriate and what is not, you'll just have to drive.  I'm sure the flight attendants would appreciate that.  I think someone should patent that idea, sell it to the FAA, and then enforce the heck out of it!