The Sub-Freezing 2nd Saturday Of February With Gar The Texan Stuck On The Tarmac Trying To Get To Vegas On Spirit Airlines

The view is frosty looking through my primary viewing portal on the outer world this 2nd Saturday of the 2nd month of 2012.

According to my computer based temperature monitoring device the outer world at my location is currently chilled to the sub-freezing degree of 27.

In some sort of ironic, metaphoric example of how ill-served Fort Worth is served by its pseudo newspaper of record, the Star-Telegram, that confused excuse for a newspaper is reporting, currently, that it is 56 degrees in Fort Worth.

Reporting that it is currently 56 degrees in Fort Worth is a perfect example of why you should never believe anything you read in that newspaper, unless you can verify it with your own eyes.

Yes, it is sunny and 56 in the not frozen world of the Star-Telegram. Well, they did get the sunny part of the current conditions correct.

Below is the correct current conditions in Fort Worth.

Note that the wind chill currently has the Real Feel being 11 degrees. Methinks I will be wearing multiple layers when I go wherever I go today to get my daily endorphin inducing aerobic stimulation.

On a sad, non-weather related note. Yesterday Gar the Texan informed me he was flying to Las Vegas for the weekend. He did not mention he was flying on Spirit Airlines. This morning, on Facebook, I saw that Gar the Texan learned what a horrific experience flying Spirit Airlines is. Usually that boy over-researches anything he does or buys. How did he miss the memo that Spirit Airlines is to be avoided?

Very perplexing. While I ponder my perplexation, I will not be going swimming this morning.

Walking With The Ghosts Of Village Creek Talking To Miss Puerto Rico About The Bad Experience Of Flying Home On Spirit Airlines

The Village Creek Bayou On Sunday November 13, 2011

Miss Puerto Rico called whilst I was walking today with the Native American ghosts who live among the giant oaks of Village Creek Natural Historical Area in Arlington.

This was the first I'd spoken with Miss Puerto Rico since her return to her home island. She was calling from her hometown, Coamo's Super Wal-Mart.

Miss Puerto Rico flew Spirit Airlines home this time. She says she will never fly on Spirit Airlines ever again.

Miss Puerto Rico does not check in any luggage, ever since American Airlines lost her luggage a couple years ago. She keeps most of what she needs, when home, at her parent's house in Coamo. All she takes with her on the plane is one small bag and her portable DVD player. Spirit Airlines charged $38 to carry those two items onboard.

I find this hard to believe, but that's what Miss PR told me.

The next outrage was there were no complimentary drinks or snacks after being airborne. Spirit Airlines charged Miss Puerto Rico $3 for a Diet Coke. Same price for water or coffee. And you could not pay with cash. You had to use a credit card.

I find it hard to believe that airlines are not required to provide hydration to its customers. The inside of a plane can be very dehydrating.

The last time I was in the sky. by the time I got to Albuquerque. I'd had several refills of my glass of Coke. My throat was burning bad. And then on the next leg, to Seattle, the nice Southwest Airlines stewardess took pity on my parchedness and gave me a whole can of Coke.

Changing the subject from Miss Puerto Rico and Spirit Airlines to my favorite subject.

The temperature.

It is currently 82 degrees in the outer world, at my location, in the middle of this Sunday afternoon. My windows are open. I may go swimming again. This morning's swim went well, with no shivering after effects.