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…from Dallas to Frankfort to Dallas to Plano in 4 working days…Where The Hell Am I? (as Donald Fagen sang in 1980).
And off to Frankfort KY again as some utterly uneffingbelievable hour of the morning on Monday.
Conclusions from traveling to KY, in no particular sequence:

1. AA sucks at value for money for checked baggage
This last 2 weeks I have been continuing to check bags on American.
No more.
Last night I checked my bag for AA5746 2.5 hours ahead of scheduled departure from Louisville. The bag still failed to make it to DFW. I am expecting that it will be delivered to my house today. Of course, if I had not pointedly said to the baggage office person “I am working in Plano all day so you are going to send it to my house aren’t you?” they would not have offered to do a thing, and simply expected me to show up at GodForsakenHourO’Clock this morning and pick it up. $25 doesn’t get you much in the way of anything, it would seem.

2. They are a bunch of drunkards in Kentucky
Every where I go there are distilleries and wineries. There is also a recovery clinic next to my office. Go figure.

3. I will have to work on Sunday
Lots of documents to create and update. That is what happens when you arrive late on an in-flight project. Well, that, plus cat-herding to the max.

Tomorrow it is a bike ride, haircut, and removing half a f**kton of grass from raised beds. Then it will be time to hold a wild party with the cats, since Mary is in Okalhoma. Well, the way I currently feel, the cats will be partying and I will be sleeping.

…we have to engage in similar sanctions against one of our cats who is also a miscreant…

@BitchestheCat I snuck out last night, out til 4 AM. Tonight, house arrest. #lilkidcallalily pic.twitter.com/Crww4crtr6

— gingerland62 (@gingerland62) July 19, 2017

These words were recently found on a parchment in a cave near Palestine (next to US Highway 84, down the road from Smith Ranch):

As the Summer did reach its searing peak, which the people didst fear and despise (for Factor 30 had not yet been invented), the people did become restless, as if desirous of frivolity.
And lo, Jesus looked upon the land, and he saw that the land was good, except for the brown parched areas where nothing except tares did grow. Then Jesus did look upon the people and sayeth unto himself “verily the people are a good people, however they have a fatal weakness that obliges them to wave flags and demand aerial tribute once a year in the Summer”.
So Jesus came across a tree, and laid his hands upon the tree, then raised his hands to the heavens and sayeth “oh Heavenly Father, wilt thou appease the masses with your great powers?”.
And as the Sun did set in the West (for it would look bloody silly if it set in the East, and would confuse the hell out of the sundial vendors, who would be forced to ask for yet more subsidies), the tree did transform into a large grove of strange devices resting in earthen tubes. And yeah verily, as darkness fell, the tubes did suddenly erupt into the air a collection of stars that filled the heavens with a multitude of lights and colors, which did greatly please the restless masses, who shouted and clapped their approval, although the shepherds were vexed, since their flocks did piss themselves with fear and stampede and trample all over arable land.