I've already called Mike twice and emailed him two or maybe three times. How pathetic is that?
Everyone around me is sneezing and coughing. I really don't want to get sick. The lady next to me from Denver to Miami turned to me after about 15 minutes and said, "Ma'am, I'm sorry, I have the flu." Luckily, the row in front of me was empty.
Now I'm just killing time. People watching. People wear much tighter pants down here. Men and women. I feel a bit country. As Sarah would say, "it's country, and you look country in it." Maybe I'll email Mike a fourth time.