UA1152 BOS EWR 1455 1634 738 2F + PreCheck took one minute counting ID check (silence rather than the 3 beeps from the machine) - surly girl at the President's Club - no bartender at the club + wired and wireless Internet at the club. The former was very fast. - checkin was a zoo, with nearly half the plane - I would guess 40 pax - getting on with zone 1. The flight was fine - we went pretty due west until the Hudson and then followed the river. I could have done it, and I'm legally blind. On boarding, the FA asked for my drink order. I asked for a Courvoisier and got it. Turned out this was the PDB service, something that might have happened to me in the distant past but when? After takeoff another drink order. Courvoisier. Pretzels (I declined). We landed a little late after having been told we would be a little early. Something about there not being ground staff to get us to the gate. Not a big problem as we came in at C105 and my departure was from C108. UA 291 EWR LAX 1710 2015 763 6A Ch9:td: Empower^ Despite having used an expiring GPU, I couldn't get a seat on this flight; turned out that owing to yet another glitch nobody could figure out whether this flight was being operated by a 757 or a 767. The gate agent (much less surly than the normal EWR agent) eventually asked the pilot what kind of plane was going, got things straightened out, and gave me a seat. Crew was okay. Overhead space was not. My seatmate, who had apparently given up a lot of miles for this flight, pitched a fit because, let's see, his seat didn't work as advertised, he didn't get his choice of meal as advertised, the overhead didn't fit his or my carryon, and what else. Something else. One of the FAs who served our cabin snarled that he should write to Jeff, at which I laughed. He softened a little and said, you must have to write a lot. Courvoisier to start. Choice: grilled shrimp over salad or the famous Continental cheeseburger. Tortilla soup and fruit appetizer to start. The cheeseburger has not improved over the years. It is C- for those for whom In-n-Out is the ne plus ultra. My seatmate had been looking forward to grilled shrimp over salad. He had to endure the cheeseburger, of which, as I did, he ate some. Turns out there may not have been any shrimp salads loaded; I'm not sure. No dessert. They offered chocolate-chip cookies up front but stopped around row 4. We obviously had been catered for a smaller plane. At the end of the flight it was announced that we should all complain to UA about the catering.