R5 Adventure: %*&$### Trains

Where's George Bush when I need him to lay down some scatology?

Okay, more later because I have to work now. But the worst words to hear in Suburban Station at 10:30 at night: "You will have to find alternate means home." That's it. Since then, it's been a whirlwind of travel. I stayed over at my office. Got back to Suburban at 5:45AM. Waited an hour. Had to get to 30th Street. Got home. Took the world's fastest shower and left my hair soaked. Got in my car and drove right back to Philadelphia. Now I have a client meeting. Then have to drive to Princeton at noon.

I might need a nap this afternoon. Then again, I need a nap every afternoon.