Last night I saw Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead with Erica and Mom.
The night before that I was at work from 3:30 pm until 6:30 am. And I get to do it again this Friday. Yow.
On the plus side, we've had an influx of young Irish pilots lately. I don't know why. But this makes all of the inflight announcements a lot more entertaining. Plus, they all seem really nice. And Irish.
Erica really does do the absolute worst Paul Lynde impression ever documented. To the point that it's more entertaining than an accurate impression would be. It's certainly more fun to talk about.