Phil and I left the house around 8:00 on Thursday to go to the airport for my 9:42 flight. As we get closer to the airport, I notice that it's a bit foggy and say, "Gee, I hope this fog doesn't delay my flight and make me miss my connection in Atlanta." [Insert suspenseful, bum-bum-BUUUUUUM background music here.] Phil drops me off curbside at the
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