In California...

... with an extremely bad cold. The bad news is that I've basically slept through the work day--from the airport in DC, through the flight to LAX, on the drive across southern California to Redlands, straight to my mother's trusty couch. The good news is that, here on the west coast, I have a drug dealer friend (hi dad!) who has provided me with some magical, roto-rooter strength sinus spray. It seems to have "done the trick" rather well--if only temporarily--and I'll be back at it tomorrow a.m. on a vacation schedule.

Cheers!