The Mandelbear's Musings

This morning was spent packing, eating breakfast in the hotel's buffet, checking out, and saying goodbye to friends. Grump. The shuttle bus was crammed most trips, apparently because of people who had missed connections yesterday due to the tornado warnings.

Ran into cflute and technoshaman in the airport, grabbing a bite to eat before picking up a rental car. Switched tables and hung out with billroper and others. Went to security and got redirected to the group W bench "special screening" line. Oops. But as it turned out, there were only about 5 people in front of me, and apart from a pat-down search and checking my shoes and laptop for explosives, the "special screening" was less thorough than what I got in the regular line. They didn't even look in my rolly.

Rolly fit under the seat in front of me with no problems this time, though I didn't try to stuff my bag into it, just put it under my seat behind my feet. Again, the Vic Firth headphones rocked. Best $50 I ever spent.

Mom's new place is gorgeous and she seems happy and busy -- she's running the library. Why am I not surprised?