Arrived in San Diego

I worked all night long and then when I got off work it was off to the airport. Ruth Ann was a big help by packing for me and fixing me a good breakfast. I was very tired, but I realized that I am not able to sleep on the plane. I mean I was real tired, and I am a great sleeper, but the problem is I snore, and I was not traveling with anyone who would elbow me if I was causing a scene, so I was careful to stay awake, which was very difficult.

I usally never sit by any pretty girls on the plane, but this time I was surrounded by the UCLA girls frisbee team. Those girls were doing things on a commercial flight that I have not seen before. For example they were putting their feet up on top of the seats. And you know where there is like 3 seats together? 5 or 6 of them would get in there together for some sort of girls party or something.

There was a pretty UCLA co-ed sitting to my left but she had on earphones and was reading Confessions of an Economic Hit Man. So we did not do much talking, but I did tell her that "deluge" means "flooded". I hope I am right.

My Dad and his wife Fran picked me up at the airport. My Dad fixed us some gin and tonics with a squirt of lime and we hung out and caught up. That felt kind of sophisticated. Also he had a computer problem that I fixed real quick.

Today (or now yesterday) is my birthday. We had a steak dinner, and then I got an eclair with a candle on it. I got cards from my Dad, my Mom, and my older sister Taffy. My younger sister Terry called me, and my youngest sister Tracy came over for a little while. Also talked with Ruth Ann some. Nothing big, but frankly I was too tired for anything more.