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Twiddling thumbs

Here I sit at the San Francisco airport waiting for my plane to get here so I can go there.

Posted a quickie for the 15 For 15 and am now pondering another short one for the Daily Flash Fiction.

As I write, they have delayed yet again.

I am heading to Salt Lake City where I will go straight from the airport to a meeting. This means I can't travel in my jeans; something that I find depressing.

A pretty girl walks by and I remember I am getting old...53 this coming Friday...alas.

Jim