My taxi driver was pretty crass for a 6:30 drive on a Sunday morning. Airport security was dumb.

Some people have wondered why my shoes are at home, with an empty bag. Well, that bag is too large, and I keep the smaller bag inside of it. Also, those shoes are on their last legs. So I took the small bag and my newer shoes.

I'm doing okay - Sam is here as well, and this place has a housing facility called Middle Earth. And a great Indian restaurant. And some sort of weird tapioca spheres they put in tea.

I guess when I say it like that, my life sounds pretty damn good.