Funny to begin with that I had to drive from Birmingham to Nashville just to catch a flight back to Atlanta that routes me home to Phoenix. I guess you have to go around the world sometimes for a $200 roundtrip ticket, but as fate would have it, the plane coming into Nashville this afternoon has mechanical issues, so I'm now flying home on a different airline through Houston, getting in at eleven tonight. Whoopee. Working tomorrow morning at the crack of dawn should be fun, but at least I've had ample time here at the airport to check my work email, and eat some underwhelming Mexican food for dinner. Caio.