I'm back in the apartment,

I'm back in the apartment, after leaving a little over 18 hours ago. Since then, I've been on 4 planes, in three airports (twice in each, God bless the Crown Room), had two long meetings and one not-so-good lunch at the ever-charming Kunz's in beautiful downtown Lousiville, KY. I'm 3,256 Qualification Miles closer to Silver for next year. I don't like the new rules ... I'll never hit Gold again at this rate.

All in all, it was a fine day, if not a trifle long. Put on my "roving ambassador of goodwill" hat and had some productive meetings, got some new projects rolling and all is as well as can be hoped for in the land of hurry up and wait. Yup, it's that good. Yawn.

Read this on the plane coming back. The lesbian loves the dwarf who loves the killer who loves the lesbian. The town's only happy if it has somewhere to go and hang out. Love's a funny thing, and that's the sound of the men working on the chain gang.

And this is the sound of me getting under the covers with that cute boy snoring in the other room.