ticket for my destination. Homeward bound. Not. Oh, the joy of changing tickets and boarding that flight to Shannon or Dublin and calling it a day. But Seattle beckons where a few more meetings await. My travel is approaching the level of my days with the "Government" and they start playing the theme from Cheers when I walk into the JFK Terminal 5 Bar. Oh well, all on behalf of the family. While I have nothing on paper yet, I am getting closer and closer to sealing at least one of these potential bar deals--please hurry, my liver is getting impatient for some rest!
