It’s Halloween. I’m on my way to San Francisco. It’s really too early.
It’s raining like a bitch, but at least it’s 60 so there’s no de-icing the plane. Today. I wonder what the weather’s like in Dallas?
I lost my hotspot, but I found it. I guess one must turn off their iPhone every few days. I never do; I have people calling me all the time.
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