January 5th - 0-0

A day late on this one, but you'll have that when you're on the other side of the country. Every play counts, though, so here's what happened while we were on commercial break. Or watching Heidi. Or whatever.

Uneventful flight out to San Francisco, which is always a good thing. I swear there were more babies on the plane then there were seats, though. The stewardess has to rearrange the seating a row up from me because there were three people with babies in the same section, and there apparently aren't enough oxygen masks for six. Especially considering I'm taking three for my own self. I need my oxygen, and if I need three masks to get the amount I want, I'm taking three masks...babies be damned.

But yeah, got into S.F. Checked into a very mod hotel with rooms that look like leftover sets from an Austin Powers movie. It's awesome. Went to a couple press parties and had some good wine, but passed up the opportunity to eat mashed potatoes out of a martini glass. San Francisco is weird that way. Want proof? Check out this building.



Anyway, a safe flight is always a first down. Eight yard pass.

1st and 10 on my 38.