DFW Traffic Lights

Two hours to get from DFW back to McKinney.

But on the way, a strange thought.

Stopped at a traffic light. The green was very short. Do short lights feel inferior? If the green is short, it follows that the red nearby must be very long. Are there any Napoleonic green lights who strive mightily to take over the traffic-light world to compensate for their diminutive duration? How do the amber lights feel? Not only are they typically the shortest, but they're in the middle. Do they suffer from characteristic "middle-light syndrome", without the distinguishing status of being either red or green?

More disturbing was the fact that we had to stop en route to the airport so that Joseph could buy some gin. It is a sad day when you're asked to fly from Dallas to London without even a complimentary G&T. There once were free headsets on offer for movies, now they sell you a really crappy set for two bucks a pop. Can pay-per-view-only movies be far behind? Will we once reminisce about the glory days when the emergency oxygen masks were free?
"To release flotation device, please deposit 50 cents."
"Life-raft admission five dollars."
"Sorry, sir, before we can use the defibrillator to get your heart going again, we'll need a down payment. And your medical insurance. And your first-born child as a security deposit."

But at least the Simpsons was on when I got back, with the Japan episode... now that's good TV.