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"and on the left side of the aircraft.."
So there I was, seat 23F, right side window seat of an MD80, flying northwest out of Texas. It was a clear day, no clouds anywhere, the air was smooth, so there was minimal turbulence. It was quite possibly the best flight ever. I sat down after boarding in the row that I had claimed(The aircraft was at half capacity, allowing everyone to spread out). Right after I sat down, I immediately passed out, as it was about 11am, I woke up around 8:30 to get to the airport in time, and I usually don't emerge from the cave of sluggery(bed room) until around about 1 or 2 in the afternoon. Anyway, I woke up when we took off, passed out again once that was done with. I wake up again to the sound of one of the pilots on the PA system. Seems it's the captain trying to make the flight interesting to everyone in the back. He's going on about some river and a town and a couple other things of interest throwing in some history and so on. Every single one of them was on the left side of the aircraft. So of course, as fate would have it, I'm on the right, so I can't fucking see  the river or the town or the other shit that might actually look cool from 35,000 feet. Oh well, I saw a forest fire and a huge cloud of smoke billowing out of the ground a ways off, so fuck you row A and B. Your shit is weak. 
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