Stayed up all night, flew the first legs in a stupor. Stray thought, am I getting too old for this? Naaahhh... Somewhere on the airport CNN I heard McCain calling for more troops in Iraq. Reading Fear and Loathing in America (which I left on the G-D plane), seems to synch oddly. Where are these "more troops" coming from? Heavier echoes of Vietnam every day.

PDX is the best damn airport I know, a wonder to travel through. High-power wi-fi coverage (free, natch), and a world-class sushi bar when you clear security. Miso, fresh tuna, wasabi, maybe a microbrew if you're in the mood or water and coffee if you're not. It's the best cure to the drain of traveling I know.

I've got three or so hours of business to conduct from my office here outside Tully's Coffee. "Anywhere I roam, where I get online is home..." </metallica> ho ho ho.

And just now I saw a girl I knew, and even had a teenage crush on, walk by. Still looking good. Still having the same boyfriend. That's the beauty of Oregon. Gives me a warm feeling.