Wednesday, November 21, 2007

The Evil of Cinnabon

The D Concourse food court by gate D38.

Beyond the problem of crappy food at the airport is the relentless
boredom while waiting for your flight. I'd us during these times of
insane boredom does the horror come-a-calling.

I'm sitting in the food court of the D concourse at Vegas' McCarran
International Airport and that grotesquely sweet Cinnabon is calling
me as a lurid temptress would. I won't lie, I want her too. Badly.

But deep in my heart (and tummy), I know I don't need it. I'm just
trying to occupy this infernal boredom.

I will resist.

I must...

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Anonymous said...

Should've gotten a mini and some milk. I think minis are better than the full size.

Steve said...

Those are the best..Took home a dozen from Vegas excursion with friends.