more snowdog II

more snowdog II, originally uploaded by pr9000.

I'm sitting in the Denver airport, watching snow fall gently on the tarmac, happy that I got standby on an earlier flight back home.

I came into Denver for a two-hour meeting with an important client, then stayed the night because there weren't any flights that worked for me on a Friday night back home ... so I spent the night and was planning to get a good night's sleep, hop on an 11 a.m. flight and be home by 3 p.m.

Instead, my lungs and nasal passages decided that I really wanted to stay awake all night long, cough up phlegm and watch several airings of really bad Time-Life Music infomercials (for the record, Air Supply hawking light rock, and Glen Campbell shilling Country Love Songs).

Things you think about a 4 a.m. once you've realized you're not going back to sleep:

-- All the IT nerds at dinner last night were home beer brewers; I'm scheduled to join their ranks in a few weeks, but now I'm not so sure

-- Why is Nicolas Cage allowed to make movies anymore?

-- Those Time-Life bastards didn't include my favorite Hollies song ("The Air That I Breathe")

-- And, by the way, it's the same song as "Creep" by Radiohead

-- Even though they say it every time I walk into one, it's most decidedly not a great day at most Fairfield Inns

-- Yes, my mother actually called me a prick when I was 14