I'm not sure I follow the connection, but I imagine not flying in Alaska is a problem of existance. Don't planes have the right of way on the roads?

I tried to rationalize Mario's truck-driving world view. He usually drove NY to Florida, and I said no, that doesn't happen, that's probably a spring break Florida sort of thing. Then there it was, in Missouri, Nebraska, Minneapolis. Minneapolis? Then I thought it was him, because he was a small, non-threatening, teddy bear of a guy, and very nice. But how much of that comes through a windshield at 70 mph? People make their own realities, a little.

Which asks the question, why do I have absurd problems?

   I'd take up accordian, but my hands have problems with basic keyboard shapes, two fingers won't space right. My left hand is better, because of years of guitar chords, so maybe I could play as if I were left handed? I can't do that blues two-note wobble very well, so I decided it was a cliche' and that I don't do it for that reason. Made my own reality.