Here are a few highlights:
The flights were uneventful, we had our own row on the way there and back so aside from Cannon falling backwards off the seat on the way there (at 7 in the morning) it was smooth. The TSA guy spilled our milk this morning, I didn't cry, don't worry. He was a total dufus though.
The basement has carpet. 'Nuf said.
Tonight I am imparting my wisdom on a group of journalism students from Miami of Ohio. This will absolutely be foder for another post.
The Best part? Home. There is nothing quite like not living out of a suitcase.