I’m in Austin. My friend got in from working the second shift after I did and we stayed up talking for an hour or so.

I also got to experience, for the first time, post-September 11th air travel. Spread ’em! Not that bad, but I’m glad I waited this long till I got on a plane.

I got halfway through G.K. Chesterson’s St. Francis of Assisi, which I’ll write about Sunday.