In transit

I'm in Charlotte waiting for a really good page. I'm hoping that here, south of the Mason Dixon line, I will have the same luck as I did in Memphis where I heard these two pages:

• Would the person who left the bucket of blueberries on the flight from Nashville please return to the airline counter and pick them up?
• Would the person who left a frog hat at the United Airline ticket counter please come and pick it up.

I don't remember the exact details -- which airline, flight, etc., but I swear, I heard those pages.

This morning I saw a stuffed animal atop a bin of things to be scanned at security. It was so cute just laying there. At the gate I made faces at a toddler. He'd pop from behind his Mom's legs, smile and then hide again.