The bathrooms at the DFW are disgusting. I felt like needed to shower after exiting.
And of course my flight is delayed for no apparent reason other than the mechanic ran off with the log book. So I am running an hour late. At least. I wouldn’t really mind but that I am rooming with some people who were kind enough to take me in tonight because the hotel had no room and I don’t want them to be kept up all hours waiting for me. That and I have a telephone hearing I have to take at 6:30 in the morning and would like some sleep.
Oh the front door is closed. We may be leaving.
We finally did leave. I watched three episodes of Dexter. Holy creepy batman. Definitely not a show to watch during meals.
I read half of the Jaz Parks book too. It is interesting but kind of confusing. There are scenes which contain several people but for much ofthe passage it is like they aren’t even there and then toward the end, they talk or take action which has me paging backwards wondering what I missed.
Am on the Bart now.