Sigh. Driving back to Richmond was as bad as expected, considering the Sunday after Christmas ranks as one of the most trafficked day of the year. My sister -- bless her -- drove me back to Richmond and it took an additional 2-3 hours because of gridlock.
With all that time on the road, I had quite a lot of time to think. Today's mixings bore nothing emotionally complex or thoughtfully deep, but noted all the same. In no particular order, here are some of the thoughts that bubbled in my brain.Read More