Bushkin.

A few weeks ago, when the leaves had just started to turn up here in Hudson, one of our

revisionist history producers, Ben Adaf-Haffray, came by the offices of Pushkin North.

In the grand tradition of revisionist history,

he'd recently been flying around the country

working on a story

when an unexpected encounter

got him thinking about something entirely different.

I had a really unlucky day of travel a couple weeks ago. I was in San Francisco and I was trying to get

to Los Angeles but I had to

rebook my flight because of an urgent work meeting that got moved and when I got to

the airport I realized I'd rebooked it two weeks after I was trying to fly.

And I was trying to save money, I got the cheapest ticket possible,

so I could not change the fight.

And so I just had to rebook on the cheapest flight I could find,

which was a Southwest flight from San Francisco to Los Angeles via Las Vegas,

which makes no sense.

No sense.

Absolutely no sense.

No sense. So then I got on the air train going the wrong way.

I wound up in this like median strip of the highway.

I was coming from a wedding and my suit bag broke and my suit was flying all over the place.

...