Yes. Got the metaphorical shits at Los Angeles airport yesterday as we were delayed on the tarmac for 2 hours ahead of our 5-hour flight to NYC.
Had about as much fun as tennis great Novak Djokovic who was struggling with his self-service electronic ticket.
That was all as far as the celebrity sightings went while in Tom Bradley International.
But did meet a funny guy in line at Starbucks - a tattooed rocker who was 'packing in the music dream' and heading back to Iowa.
I told him I was on my way to New York. He wished me well.
Pee
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