I have a meeting out of town today, so no posting.

My destination is just close enough to make driving there at least plausible.  Thus, for a variety of reasons headed by the fact that I hate and fear flying so much, I will be getting on the road in just a bit.

Still, it’s better than three hours each way, over fairly mountainous country.  Plus, the forecast is calling for snow, albeit not that much. 

So if I manage to hit a deer or get wrapped around the hood of an 18-wheeler or otherwise prang the kite somehow, feel free to chuckle at the irony.