In which I find myself in Cincinnati. Again.

Yes, here we are, boys and girls - a month later and a lot wiser. Having secured myself a seat by the window in the airport Outback, I have ordered dinner worth eating and set myself up to get some writing done. While I'm waiting on the Wallaby Darned, I'm trying to get a network connection. I've heard rumors that this airport has ad hoc wireless, and although I do see available networks, connecting to them seems to be a different matter altogether. Ah, well - I can always write now and post later. But I did think that I might just get to the 'net and thus to my client's database, giving me a leg up on tomorrow morning.

Having topped 220 lbs for the first time in two years, I've decided to return to an Atkins way of life. Of course that plan was forgotten this morning when I needed a fast breakfast. I ate the entire English muffin before remembering. Lunch was better - I ordered a chicken Ceasar salad at McDonald in the airport. Of course I didn't get a chicken Ceasaer, but the Cobb salad was OK, too. Dinner is low-carb of course (except for the Wallaby Darned), and I'll try to not forget when I go to the grocery store tomorrow.