Well, I'm going to Las Vegas. I understand somewhere on the way I may pass through Bat Country.

Much of today will involve sitting in various airports, watching movies on my tablet and eating dreadful airport food. It is kind of nice that we as a society have agreed that the time of day doesn't count in airports. Other people might have a margarita at nine in the morning to settle their nerves; I'm getting ice cream for breakfast.

See you all on the flip side. I was going to say "think of me fondly" but that is an actual facts lyric from the reason we are going to Vegas, which is to take my mother to see Phantom of the Opera.

It should be fun! There's a chandelier involved.

If I win a jillion dollars in Vegas I promise to become a jet-setting playboy and this blog will get much more interesting.