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I'm back in West Texas, which is both as hot and as flat as a griddle. It was another long day of travel, the second marathon day in the last four, made all the worse by the fact that after we got in last night I only had three hours before I needed to be up and on my way to the bus station. I got in and caught my flight in just the nick of time.

It's good to be back, though I have piles of work ahead of me, not to mention a trip to San Antonio for wedding planning. I hope to be in the office for a long day of work tomorrow and will be back to regular blogging as soon as I dig my way out of this pile that has accumulated over the last five or six weeks.