Overheard on the plane:

My middle-seated neighbor on the plane (a defense attorney in central Cali -- if you'd like to know the rest of his life story, just give me a buzz) was accompanied by his 6-7 year old boy in the window seat.

As we took off after an hour delay, the kid got more and more excited, giving us a running commentary on what was going on, and then said as our wheels left the ground, "We're like Stephen Hawking!!"

Which, however inaccurate, just became my favorite moment ever.