Huzzah! Patricia is coming home from Puerto Rico, after three years of more-than-bicoastal commuting. She's not getting quite all the way back to LA, but Reno is close enough to both California and Jackson Hole for me, for now--we'll be together at least every weekend.

We're off to Vegas to celebrate that and the New Year, so I promise, next year, I'll get around to describing my horror story from STL to DTW, and perhaps finally publish my magnum opus on airport security.

Until then, Happy 2002!