AIRPORTLOUNGELAND

If I knew what a Grand Guignol was, I'd call airport lounges the Grand Guignol of ennui, but I don't, and I'm too worn out to google it. My ass has been Big Easied. Anyway, I have a vague notion that Grand Guignol is kind of like Dr. Madblood, and I don't mean to compare airport waiting lounges to Dr. Madblood. There's Mike Arlo, for one thing.