All-Access Pass: Final Act
Monday afternoon. I made it. Barely. I'm here on the plane. Leaving L.A.. Back to New York City. I'm sitting in my emergency isle seat next to a boyish-looking, bespectacled Asian woman with a short haircut that the flight attendants keep accidentally calling, 'sir.' I don't feel in good, flying shape. A bit 'uneven' as I like to say. More like lying-down shape I'm in, but business class was full.
I drink a beer and peruse my notes from the last night. My assignment? Wrap up our X Games ...
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