"Friends with Benefits", as they say

One of the nice things about having a few rich friends is that there are private jets in the mix. Living in Palm Springs we have our share of these- whether they are privately owned, jet-share, or just rent-a-jet for a trip, it still amounts to being on a plane with only people you know and like. Perhaps the best part is being able to just take off when you want- no rushing to the airport, waiting for long security lines, taking your shoes off to be screened, etc. It's just easy. You drive up to the airport, on the tarmac, someone walks up to your car, drives it away for you and you walk up onto the plane. Individual super-comfy leather seats, stocked with every amenity one could want. Gourmet food. Beverages served in real crystal glasses. Ahhh. Such bliss. Having friends who fly in their own jet is no fun. That is, of course until they invite you to join them, then its great. I suppose that's what they mean by the expression of "friends with benefits". I sometimes wonder if I could afford to have one if I would. Not sure, oh heck what am I saying, of course I would. What about you, would you? If not that, what other extravagance would you indulge in? Even in a rough economy, it's fun to dream a bit, isn't it?
-Rick Rockhill