When I got up this morning, the weather was 100ft overcast with a visibility of less than 1/4 mile. It’s now up to 700ft and 7 miles, but, needless to say, I did not fly. Which is annoying, because I’m itching to get done with this.

I did manage to completely destroy a large portion of my wardrobe. It seems that I included a black ink pen with my last load. I’m not very happy about this, but fortunately most of what got destroyed was generic solid-color t-shirts. These are fortunately inexpensive. Unfortunately, my current favorite flannel shirt has some enormous black blobs on it now. I don’t think I can wear it in public anymore– Jonah would get mad. It seems silly that perfectly good clothes can’t be worn in public just because they’ve got some black spots on them? Doesn’t it?

Fortunately, all of my pants with the exception of a pair of brand new khaki cargos survived. I have a lot boxers with black ink on them as well, but that doesn’t matter, right?