Ok. So I'm stuck in Houston Hobby Airport. There are 20 people in the entire place. This is the only eatery (and drinkery) that's open. So it's me and four fellow passengers enjoying fine hot dogs and slices of pizza. And by 4 passangers I mean 4 people on a 737 flying back to Austin. About ten minutes into a fine Bud Light and a hot dog I hear somebody talking loudly to themselves. Thinking that something exciting was about to happen, I turned around to look. Lo and behold, but a midget walks up, pulls back a bar chair, and hikes himself up on it. Then he get drunk. Bud Light and a drunk midget at Hobby Airport. I'm living proof that it doesn't get better than that. The midget is in the reb obx in the picture.