Ready . . . Break!

Well I the last time I’ve slept was for three hours on either Wednesday or Tuesday night, I’m not sure which.  I’m a little groggy.  I’m on my way back to the great city of Fargo, and am currently sitting in O’hare wishing the jazz band would stop downing out the music that is playing on my Zune [which enable me to not have to talk to strangers when I'm traveling]. Although the mix is mildly intriguing. It was raining in DC when I left, and there are all kinds of travel delays here in Chicago, but somehow none of my flights have been delayed.  I did have to bribe a cabbie to forgo another fair to take me to the airport, but that was the worst of my problems.  Based on these pictures:

O'hare is growing on me.

Hmm not quite 11. Damn.

I’m at least a bit happier here in Chicago than I was in DC. I can’t put my finger on the reason why . . .

I don’t have anything original to say, so if you are traveling this weekend be safe, and may the air delays be slight.