US4118 IPT PHL 1209 1305 DH8 4A My bag got pulled for secondary, which yielded nothing. The guy assigned to do the job recognized me from my frequent trips here in the last few years, and we chatted a bit while he swabbed down the bag, looked in all its secret compartments, and so on. A very bumpy ride. As usual I got the exit row, but not as usual someone sat next to me and sprawled out, taking the armrest and some of my legroom. I was uncomfortable. We landed a couple minutes early but took what seemed like a year to get to our gate. I didn't really have time for a visit to the lounge; in fact, when I got to my next gate, boarding was almost complete. US1634 PHL BOS 1415 1531 E90 2F A somewhat hilarious trip, capped off by the FA pouring me a quadruple Dewar's to compensate for no Glenlivet being on board. I remarked, quantity over quality?, which got a big grin. My seatmate reminded me a bit of Annie's friend Marinda but blonder. I had settled down for a snooze when I got a poke in the side. What's the former name for Tokyo? (looking at crossword) - I suppose she wanted to start a conversation. She was semi-cute and nicely filled out her very feminine white blouse, but I wasn't an adventure hound this day, plus I do have better things to do with my life than chase importunate 40-ish blondes. US2031 BOS DCA 1100 1231 319 2F My bag got pulled for secondary, which yielded nothing. Interestingly, they looked in the same place as they had at IPT. Later, out of curiosity, I looked there as well. I couldn't find anything either. I was late to board and had to go aft to store my stuff. Bumpy flight. I had a Coke, and repenting that sweet decision asked for a Bourbon to go with; was informed that they no longer serve that but rather whisky (i.e., C.C.), Dewar's, or Jack. Which means that The Glenlivet, which used to make these flights worthwhile, is no more. My seatmate was a nervous little Indian guy, heading to Indianapolis; I felt sorry for him and guested him into the club at National, then went off to the business center to work. Before he left he sought me out to thank me, a touching and rare politeness.