

Ate a cheesesteak at the airport and had the window seat on the plane next to a pretty woman in a pinstripe business suit heading home to Denver with a Mobile snow-dome for her nine-year-old daughter.
Got back to Hotlanta (98 degrees) around 4:00 and almost immediately got stuck in in-town traffic. Quite a contrast to the last several days in Mississippi. But as Dorothy once said, "There's no place like the Interstate 75/85 Connector."
Oh, and at 11:06 tonight, mercury goes retrograde for another three weeks, and you know what that means . . .
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