"Well, I'm Back," He Said.

I pulled into the garage just on the dot of 9:30 PM last night, having been on the road since 11 that morning. I hauled my luggage up the stairs, greeted Debbie, called D. and Lynn to tell them I had gotten home, brushed my teeth, and fell over into bed.

I've got to put my notes into order, and read a ton of books I brought home with me. (The good news is that all these new books are trade books, not textbooks or professional books, so the I paid for the dozen-plus titles I bought what I might have spent on just one or two textbooks.) Also, the spicejar.org server has been wheezing and coughing lately, and needs some detailed attention.