While I am here, that is the state's new name, Monoclesippi. Yes, greetings from America, it is I, James Eruvius Delacroix Sterling and, if you couldn't tell by now, I made it here safely. I have learned already several things:

I really don't think Shrek The Third followed by Spiderman 3 make for a great in-flight movie double bill. I'm so glad I needed the sleep, because that's all one could do for such a riveting selection of entertainment.

Airline food -- believe the hype.

New York's JFK is a shitty airport, about as dead as the man its named after. None of its currency exchange stations were manned and its security people are rude. Yes, yes, I held the stupid form in my fucking mouth so I could carry everything -- I held my lips past my teeth so it was literally my face skin holding it, there was no need to hold it like it was covered in shit and ask me if I realized he had to handle it now it's been in my mouth. Lord, I wish I hadn't grinned stupidly and said sorry now. I wish I'd have said "Shut the fuck up or I'm buying a turban and coming BACK here, fuckhole!"

As connecting flights continue, the plane's quality dilapidates. However, the comfort level of the seats inside actually increases. It is a very strange phenomenon but it is worth thinking about.

Cincinnati > JFK as far as airports go.

Monoclesippi is too humid actually. Silicon Knights needs to make a game called Too Humid and sue Epic for that, for it would be a shit game.

Walmart is fucking huge!

I went into a Gamestop and two guys were playing Dynasty Warriors fucking Gundam! I impressed them by professing my love for Dynasty Warriors and am now going to check out the region encoding on that thing, because I might bring a copy home.

The legend is true -- free refills are a custom here, not a freak occurrence!

I miss the constant hanging out at Dtoid already. Hope to still provide you as much as I can though.

Hugs & Kissies,

Sir James Sterling, Esq.