Had a good flight home. The flight from Las Vegas was delayed by an hour, so I had some time to lose some money in the slots. Once aboard, I was able to sleep most of the way, and woke up in time to see the sunrise. It looks even more magnificent from 30,000 feet.

Got home and learned that Mary had run over something with the lawn mower and it wasn't working. This gave us an excuse to get out. After dropping off the mower, we went to Walgreens for a new alarm clock (alarm clocks and cats do not mix), Borders (where I bought a contentious but very enjoyable book), then off to Bahama Breeze for lunch and then we pretty much ran out of steam. It'll be an early night tonight, I'm certain.

I have to admit, when I was reading all of the posts the other day extending condolences and prayers to London, I was sure it was because London had gotten the 2012 Olympics. Then I put on the news. I hope they catch the motherfuckers that did it and kill them. My thoughts are with one of my ancestral homes.