Tuesday July 25 2006
Woke up and Tommy and I both agreed we wanted something substantial for breakfast. We walked over to this place called “Skillets” and had hash-browns and pancakes and bacon and eggs. We all told jokes and Trisha told this really funny non-P.C. joke about “orientals” and Tommy and I were really uncomfortable, but it was funny. Went back to the hotel and had a short nap, and talked to Leslie, and Tommy went to the pool, and some of the girls went to the beach but I didn’t want to go. It kind of reminded me of being at camp, the whole trip. Went to the airport about 3 and flew home. They lost my luggage but the woman told me not to worry, that she’d worked for Southwest for 10 years, and they’d never really lost a bag in all that time. She said they would call me in the morning. Leslie picked me up with Posh in the car, and I was glad to see her, and they took me home and I ate some of her left-over Thai food and went to bed and had strange dreams.