Touchdown Home – Takeoff San Fran

Home now.

During the flight back I had snapped a picture of Happy Wife ready to take her first bite of an appetizer on a stick. Together the pieces formed the shape of a certain appendage. When the Happy Wife saw it she said, “Don’t you dare post that!” Damn, I had it all ready to go too. The title of the post was: “Suggest A Caption”. Sorry, you’ll have to let your imagination wander.

Anchorage was clobbered by another snowfall while we were away. This may be the most snow I’ve seen in any of the twenty years I’ve lived here. The house sitter experienced no septic tank woes or, thankfully, any other malfunction the entire three weeks, except the breaker the guest bedrooms and bathroom is on tripped once. It’s been happening sporadically the past few months and it is not reproducible. I wonder if the problem started when I screwed the J-hooks into the ceiling in the garage, if maybe I nipped a wire casing. My stud finder has an electrical wiring detector, but that damn thing beeps no matter where I scan so I’ve never paid much attention to it. Hmm.

No sooner am I off a plane than I have to get back on one. To San Francisco tomorrow, where I’m talking at the Molecular Medicine Tri-Con conference in the Bioinformatics & Cancerinformatics track on Wednesday.