The world of free wireless. Woohoo! New to me, anyway. I'm in the airport waiting for the plane, and, um, goofing around. On the omni-present television screen, CNN touts last night's screen actors guild awards and all the beautiful people talk how amazing their profession is. Ha! I would find my profession amazing, too, if I spent every winter weekend attending awards ceremonies where my peers vote to elevate my, uh, peers.

Oh, and is it Super Bowl Sunday, then? I forgot. But CNN reminds me probably every 90 seconds. The very ill Pope appears at the window and reads a very tired slurred message. I am so sorry for him. Why don't they encourage that poor old man to retire? Are we going to just sit here and watch him fail?

I really can't find a way to escape this t.v. I'm both appalled by network television and drunk on the news images. We don't watch it at home. (Oops--Super Bowl tonight. Again.)

Okay, enough of this drivel. My little teeny tiny plane just pulled up, it's propellers gleaming. I think it has three seats across, this plane. I'm pretty sure we won't be cruising at 30,000 feet in that baby. No snow, no rain, no fog. I'm off.