Duck!

8am flights stink. Biscuits and gravy make it a little better. Watching Tom smack his head into a bulkhead on the plane adds to the hilarity. Oh, and don't forget the delay on the connecting flight...the air conditioner died on the previous flight and sent condensation water out into the bulkhead where it could drip on people. Luckily, most of it was gone by the time we got on the plane.

Now, could someone remind me why there isn't even a McDonald's in sight of the convention center?