Country Roads...

I'm flying back to Minneapolis/St. Paul this afternoon for a week of seeing friends, kicking ass, and taking names. Also, drinking Wisconsin's own Leinenkuegels Honey Weiss beer, which I haven't been able to find here in Boise. I usually don't schedule things, but I have at least two to four dinners, coffees, etc. scheduled for each day I'm home as I try to make up for the last six months in one week. It's a hard job, but someone's got to do it.

It'll be strange "visiting" MN for the first time. But I'll still probably dislike Tom Wolfe's You Can't Go Home Again.

Aside: I haven't flown in two years or so. After all the negative smack I've read about air travel these days on-line, I'll be happy if I'm not being bull whipped by a huge sweaty man during the entire flight. Also, is it true everyone has to fly stark naked these days? That'll make for conversation.