In SeaTac on the way home, two hours to kill before the Vancouver flight boards, I could drive there quicker. But, I’m sitting in a comfy bar watching the Mariners mount a good-looking comeback on Tampa Bay, drinking a creditable Black Butte Porter, and chatting with Lauren via wireless. Plus, I looked at the log and I now have the top listing for “binary search” on Google. Now there’s a giggle.
