Long flights, long days. Can’t sleep: still on West Coast time.
After a five hour nap, I catch the last three innings of the 15-inning of the All Star Game. Not much to write home about, but it’s something.
16 July 2008
Funny Aminal Stories (sic)
I, your Wizard par ardua ad alta, am about to embark upon a hazardous and technically unexplainable journey into the outer stratosphere. To confer, converse, and otherwise hobnob with my brother wizards. — The eponymous Wizard in The Wizard of Oz (MGM, 1939)
Yet again, I am lost to the Trans-Mississippian (Eastern) Wilderness of Strip Malls. [...]
