Fatlanta

I boarded Delta Flight 250 this afternoon from San Francisco to Atlanta with little difficulty. Even though the flight was full, low-lifers like me using miles and flying for free didn't get bumped from the flight. Phew! And keeping with tradition, my seat was next to a hefty Atlantan. I wouldn't have it any other way.

We arrived in Atlanta a little late, so rather than stay with my old friend Brian tonight, I decided to find a hotel room. That way he didn't have to wait up for me to arrive, and he could get a good night sleep as he had to work early tomorrow.

I found the Atlanta Airport Comfort Inn and bought a six pack before settling in for the night. You see, it may have been near midnight Atlanta time, but it was only 9:00 p.m. west coast time and I knew I'd need some help getting to sleep...