Fly Away Home

Tuesday, September 17 2002

Grace defined man.

From the sounds of things, I could be flying home any second, hopefully getting home before my wife needs to go to the hospital. According to family tradition (on her side), going into labor feels like bad gas, and if you don’t pay attention, the baby will be coming before you can blink an eye. This makes timing difficult when one is in Oregon and the other is in California.

I wrote a ColdFusion powered WAP site on my server that takes a single input. I connect via my Sprint PCS, push a button, and my blog is updated with a message saying. “It’s time.” When you see that, pray that I’m not living Plains Trains and Automobiles