Home At Last

Ahhhhhh, here I am. Home, with my wife, my son, my house, and water from the tap with lots and lots of ice in it (what does Europe have against ice anyway?). I’m a wreck, but I’m home. It feels like 3am, and I’m going to sleep in a couple minutes. And to think, I get back on a plane in about 72 hours for SXSW. Who planned this?

1 thought on “Home At Last”

  1. Welcome Home!
    Sharon mentioned the lack of ice when she was in Europe last summer. When you did ask for ice, you got A cube. It was during that vicious heat wave last summer. I dunno, I just cannot imagine a world without ice!
    Can’t wait to read about Texas. Yee Haw!
    Aunti M

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