Heavy Air Traffic + Thunderstorms =
...a long, long day for The Cheerful Oncologist, who dragged his weary (but tanned) corpus delecti back to St. Louis - arriving home at 2 A.M. today. I didn't even break my personal record for waiting for a flight at the airport. Seven hours of cooling the heels in a smallish airport with only one restaurant is nothing compared to the stories from some more seasoned air warriors - so technically speaking I have no right to complain!
My next essay, entitled "A Wanderer in the Land of Happiness" (or something like that) will magically appear as soon as I write it (yawn).
P.S. -to all those beachcombers reading The DaVinci Code - get a life! Try reading Young Adolf by Beryl Bainbridge, or The Mating Season by P. G. Wodehouse, or Relativity Demystified, by ... [at this point our narrator's memory failed him. -Ed.]