Having your flight delayed by 4 hours when the skies are blue just because there isn't an airplane outside your gate can be rather annoying. Now, tack on to that the fact that they removed 50 bags of luggage before taking off, and you can imagine the whole plane was as fun as a bag full of badgers.

Of course, they didn't tell anyone that right away. No, it was kind of a self-realization: "hm... this baggage carousel said our flight, I think I saw a bag come out, and now it's another flight on the board..."

So, I get to wear the same outfit at least twice in two days (yummy). Fortunately, being the geek I am, I had all the 'essentials' (laptop, camera, usb harddrive, ipod, work docs, et. al.) in my carry-on and just relegated such lowly items as: deodorant, socks, pants, to the bag which faced the freezing cold of the plane underbelly.

On the up side, I get to go play in the snow of the Army's Cold Regions Laboratory today.

Update:
I *finally got a call 2 days later that United had found my luggage (poor luggage, lost in the cold) and would end up shipping it back to Detroit. So, bonus, I get to wear the same set of clothing (with some borrowings from a lithe Troy of DoubleDot.net) for nigh on these 4 days.

W00t! I say, W00t!

And now I sit in the Boston Logan Airport. Guess what? My flight home was canceled. I guess I really shouldn't be suprised. I will now be getting home 3 hours later than normal (better than the 5 hours late coming) but the end result is the same. I'm tired, stinky, and have missed many days of work. Oh the toil.