So I'm back here in cold Nashville. Quite a change from the 60º I was enjoying just yesterday.

Yesterday's travel was pretty non-eventful, though I was asked if my bag contained a knife at the security checkpoint in Oakland. They searched my bag for about 5 minutes looking for a knife that the x-ray machine had found. Of course, there was no knife but for some reason, I still felt guilty. Why is that?

Once in Dallas, I had to board one of those little jets to Nashville. You know, the kind of plane that you have to walk across the airport tarmac to board. You can't be comfortable in these planes unless you love the person you're sitting next to. Let's just say I was uncomfortable.

I had a great time and wish I could be back. I'm really planning to move back by June. A friend here in Nashville is moving there then and we may share a Uhaul.

Well, back to my routine.