I tried like HELL to get home early tonight. I moved my meetings up. My assistant tried like hell to get me on earlier flights, but couldn't. So I'm stuck here in Houston until 8:30pm. At the very least they're showing the game in the President's Club. So I'll get to see at least the first quarter and part of the second before I have to board.
D is going to the Iron Horse to catch the game [fucking Time Warner/NFL Network!!]. I'm going to join him as soon as I land.
Here's what my trip looked like this week:
Crazy. They're kicking off.....!!!!!