...but in the end I did. 9/11/2006 happened to be the best day for me to fly to Guadalajara. I seriously thought about NOT flying out of superstition or fear or call it whatever.

You know....the flights were empty....no more than 20% full. On a Monday. And I almost didn't fly because I was ...scared. I ended up flying because the alternative was my 110% giving up to Osama Bin Laden and his Manic-Islamic Mafiosa. Screw them. What a bunch of greedy, thieving, lunatic scumbags.

And, you know....flying on 9/11 actually allowed me to pay my respects to those who lost their lives and those who suffered (and still do) because of it.