Over at City Pages blog Gimme Noise, Patrick Strait gives some advice on joining what he prefers to call the “boner-high club” – it’s hilariously awesome (he also calls it “hot sky-love,” another phrase I’m digging):
The most important first step when it comes to finding a “Boner-High Club” partner (totally rolls off the tongue, amiright?) is scouting the talent on the plane.
So who should you look for? The fun-loving college girl who is super-psyched to do tequila shots on the beach? The sexy cougar who has already had three red wines before take off? The creepy 27-year-old throwing a temper tantrum over the fact that they aren’t offering Coors Light (the official beer of sky-boning) on the flight?
No. I’m talking about the flight attendants. Hear me out.
After sitting on a plane for four hours, most people are tired, bored and full of rage. Now imagine being on a plane for 18 hours straight. What would you do to break up the monotony?
That’s why you need to keep your eyes open and look for flight attendants who appear to be somewhat sleep deprived and potentially delusional. They’ll be looking for any source of entertainment, opening the door for a romantic encounter for even the most mediocre of gentlemen.