LINDSAY LOHAN WAS MY STEWARDESS!!!

From NYC to Fatlanta via Dulles dishwater last night. On the connection from IAD to ATL, a flight attendant in full uniform sits beside me on the cramped and full-to-capacity CRJ 700. Mostly business people and blingers. Once we reach cruising altitude, the service cart comes out. Sheena flips through her wallet looking for an American $5. Finds one, puts it on the table tray. Waits patiently trying to crack through Level 16 Brickbreaker while the cart inches its way up the aisle.

The in-uniform flight attendant leans over and asks if I am planning to buy something from the cart. Sheena replies, "Probably. If they have white wine, I will".

"Oh," she says. Then she smiled slyly at me and said, "If you were going to get a cocktail I was going to offer to save you the money. I have a bottle of vodka in my purse".

Wow. Thanked her and chuckled. Figured she must have hit duty free on a stopover.

So Sheena got her white wine (The Sutter Home Pinot Grigio - which is actually drinkable with a full cup of ice - unlike its rancid Chardonnay little brother). And my seatmate got some cranberry juice. She took a sip, leaving an inch of space at the top. Then reached into her purse and pulled out a Dasani water bottle. Opened it, and poured it into her juice. Took a sip, and topped it off a bit more.

Very impressive. Though I did wonder how she got it through the no-liquid security zone...