On my way back to California from Wisconsin, and through the magic of time-shifting and the Internet..I can write this blog entry and it'll be posted when I find an Internet Connection.

We flew into Cincinatti, Ohio...which was interesting because we had to exit the plane onto the tarmack, rather than a skyway. I hate those small commuter planes. Looking out the window, the night sky flying between Cincinatti and San Francisco is exceedingly beautiful. We were chasing the Sun earlier as it raced away on it's trip with destiny to the horizon. I can see the moon chasing us from the rear, and the bright moonlight shining on the cloud cover looks as through we are flying over a vast, beautiful sea. I can see the flashing of the plane's foglights as we fly through the atmosphere, the twinkle of city lights down below emerging from the night fog. It looks so peaceful from 30,000 feet. The plane is bouncing mildly violently from the turbulance and the captain turns on the fasten seat-belts sign and we start to begin our descent. I can't wait to sleep in my own bed tonight. I miss my puppy dogs and I cant wait for them to shower me with loves. On goes the seatbelt as I look out the window one more time before putting my tray table away. The vision of thousands of lights illuminating the darkness below. It'll be good to be home, until the next time...