May 03, 2005

Juiced in Houston 

I arrived in Houston last night without incident. I'm staying at the airport Marriott, so no rental car is required. Being without wheels is both freeing and confining.

When it's time to hunt and gather I hop on the tram and head to one of the four terminals. Not a bad way to live, if you don't mind paying airport prices. People watching at it's best, being the voyeur that I am.

This will be a week of starched shirts, shined shoes, shaking hands, making small talk, and maybe even taking care of some business. I get my 30 minutes in front of the crowd of 200 tonight. Wish me luck.

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