Two eavesdropping stories from my trip home:

(1) We're sitting in CLT hanging out and some people were pointing at the gate across the aisle. "That's Mike Huckabee." "Where?" We all turned around. I never actually saw him, but some other people did. Weird.

(2) While changing planes in Houston, some people were calling people and trying to schedule things and talking about all night drives. It turns out that they missed their flight somehow and we're trying to find a new way of getting to Portland... or at this point, SF or Seattle, or anywhere near home. They reached the point where they were talking about trying to find flights out of Phoenix or Vegas and fly the last little bit. At that point, why not just drive the last stretch and save the money? I hope it works for them, but it sounds like it would be the ultimate example of bad time, good story.

Current Music: Phish - Kill Devil Falls