Wednesday, December 22, 2004

Home for the Holidays

Am currently trying to get home. Am also very tired, in Atlanta airport, and (because my plane in from the UK was delayed) there's no guarantee that the connection I'm about to get on will actually get me to a plane that will take me back to Minneapolis. Am starting to feel like one of those people in movies, the ones where you and John Candy eventually wind up finishing the journey in the back of a truck filled with Elvis impersonators.

And John Candy's dead, now I come to think of it, which would make it a really weird journey indeed.