It would appear that the time has come to keep one of the much-fabled and well-beloved w'blogs, or whatever the young people call them.

After nine hours of air travel (that would be a "direct" flight from San Diego, by way of Austin and Orlando), I arrived safe at the Philadelphia airport. Amazingly, all three landings were early by 20 minutes or more, which allowed we small faithful band of thru-fliers to stretch our legs and go off in hunter-gatherer bands to find sustenance beyond the meager provisionings of the Southwest Airlines flight crew. Man does not live on peanuts alone.

And so, after filling Carol and Randy (my wonderful godmother and the priest who baptized me) in on my general doings and thinkings, and catching a brief glimpse of the Stewart and the Colbert, I slept.

And now, on this last friday before the CPE begins, I'm getting ready to roll into Philly for my shadowing orientation. Having not spent much time in the world of hospitals (I've spent way more time in the hospitals of television than of the real world, thank you Dr. House), I'm a little apprehensive about what I'm getting myself into. I have some reassurance in that many others have gone before me in the world of CPE, but I nevertheless am a bit nervous. Hopefully some of that will be resolved after tonight, when I actually get to see what this whole business looks like.

Meanwhile, I chill here on Michigan Road, and play with Inky the cat.