Jess and I are back in Tucson. Tired from the flight from Denver, she pulled out in front of a shuttle in the paid parking lot; no collision, no one hurt.
Tucson now presents me with a number of challenges, focused primarily on graduate school: writing a paper, reviewing transfer possibilities, finding out how to become a certified personal trainer, resuscitating a forgotten creativity. Same old.
It was a fun trip, but I may join Robert (and Joe Lauterbach) in abstaining from alcohol for a while.