Where The Hell Is Boy Zee?

by chris cunningham

Hopped a flight to Boise, Idaho this morning to see my sister. It’s more northerly then San Francisco and since my North American travel ceases to exist much farther north of that (besides Seattle), Boise has never really been on my radar. Idaho really does exist! I saw it on the maps and stuff but I’ll be damned, people really do live there. 1.3 million to be not so exact. That’s all? I have that many people in my neighborhood.

Unbelievably, LAX was packed at 6:00 in the morning, Christmas Day. Who the hell travels Christmas Day?! A lot. If I had to check baggage I wouldn’t have made my flight. Flew through Salt Lake, where it was starting to snow, and then on to Boise and arrived about 11:20. I fell asleep about 10 minutes before landing and nearly shot through the roof when the plane landed with a thud. Scared me to death. The one time I manage to fall asleep on a plane that happens. You know you’re on a small plane when it has windshield wipers. [VIDEO LINK]
My sister’s kids took up most of my time while there. They come in the form of a Siberian Husky and an Alaskan Malamute. All 270lbs of them. Wolf is funny in that he winks. It’s definitely a Stupid Pet Trick. Click on him to get an idea.