Zeus is a jerk.

The sun was shining - beating down on me, actually.  The a/c in my car had officially frozen me into a lumpy ice sculpture, so I turned it off, and instantaneously began to melt, dripping salty sweat all over my car.  I turned it back on to the lowest setting and refroze.  So I turned it to blow somewhere other than my face and spontaneously combusted.

When it comes to a/c, there is no middle ground.

If getting to my destination were any less important, I might have just given up.  I had been in the car for 45 minutes.  I had traveled 4 miles.

I suddenly began to miss the days of speedy travel by covered wagon. 

Pity I had to get to the airport.  I had a flight at 5:10 to catch.  I even took a half day off work so I'd have time to get to the airport, park my car, check my bag, get through security, and get to the gate on time.

So, I made it onto the freeway (eventually) and got to the airport.

Pretty sure the covered wagon would have been faster.

While sitting in the sun-encased terminal, waiting for boarding to begin, the ticket taker person got on the radio.  "Ladies and Gentleman on board flight [insert random number here], headed to Denver, unfortunately we can't take off yet.  There's a thunderstorm in Denver, and no flights are landing or taking off until the storm passes.  We are checking your connecting flights to see if any of you will have trouble making them."

Thunder storm?  Really?  I always kinda wanted to fly through one... except for the getting fried to a crisp part.  But the clouds are so pretty and they look so exciting!

But alas, that will not be happening.

We all settled down to wait for the all clear from Denver.

5:10... can't board yet.  We were supposed to be taking off.  5:30... Nope.  No updates from Denver yet.  5:45... still no idea.  5:55... Guess what!  We'll be taking off the ground at 6:15!!!  Yay!!! 

6:15... "Ladies and Gentlemen, we will now begin the boarding process."

Anyway, to make a long story not as long as it could be, we made it.  I'm in Denver now.

There's another thunderstorm.  We were supposed to leave an hour and 15 minutes ago. 

Then they updated things and we were supposed to be boarding right now.

The plane hasn't even landed yet.

Dear Zeus/Thor/whatever other gods of thunder there are out there,
You stink.
Love,
Me.