re: #109 First As Tragedy, Then As Farce

When I was 4 years old, I flew with my parents to Hawaii. My parents let me behave like a little asshole during the flight (sorry!) but I distinctly remember getting scolded for screwing around with the ash trays built into the arm rests. These days I find it unfathomable that people used to smoke on airplanes.

and in restaurants. and elevators. and buses.