Ash the Mighty

Apparently Southwest has pulled their heads out of their collective asses.

Several years ago, when the gas crisis (read: most recent gas crisis) began, the airlines began charging extra fees in order to defray the costs of the baggage. When the cost of fuel went down however, the fees did not disappear, and what’s more, fees continued to appear for other sundry items which had never existed before.

Finally an airline has, with more than a little shameless self-aggrandizement begun to allow bags to “fly free.” So, any time when I can, even if it costs a little extra, I am going to give my money to Southwest Airlines.

Because I vote, and if necessary, I vote with my wallet.

~A.

Mother FUCKER!

I know it doesn’t seem like it, but I try not to swear too much in this thing. At the very least not in the subject. But sometimes it’s just fully justified and warranted.

Flogging Molly — the same Flogging Molly that I’ve seen about a half dozen times, at least half of those on the occasion of Saint Patrick’s Day — will be playing Chicago’s Congress Theater instead of anywhere in Arizona on March 17th this year.

This fucking sucks.

Just sayin’.

~A.