It’s 2:47 in the afternoon and I’ve been up for 12 hours. Flew from Roanoke to Charlotte in the dark and left Charlotte for Orlando in the dark. My seatmate out of Roanoke knew me back when I hung around with a person from Salem. We had a good time talking.

My seatmate from Charlotte to here was a young woman who sells pharmaceuticals and dates a pilot with an apartment on Waikiki. She was returning to Florida from a (free) trip to Hawaii.

I’m in a worn Holiday Inn across a pond from the Coconut Tiki Bar and near a Hooters. It’s tempting to wander over to the Tiki place (or a nearby Irish pub) to watch the Super  Bowl, but I’ll probably watch it from my bed. Tomorrow I begin five days of fundraising classes, and I don’t want to be worn out ahead of time.

Plus I might shave my beard.

I guess this marks a renewal of my blog. What the heck.