Ryan and I are sitting on the ground outside the President's Club at Houston's Intercontinental Airport, Terminal E. If you sit close enough to the door, you can pick up their wireless internet connection and suck down bandwidth like a remora feeding off of the frequent-flier elite. Schlurp.
I feel like a hacker.
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Hey my friend - pray you arrived safely. THOROUGHLY enjoyed your and Ryan's company! You are welcome at the Pettengill Inn anytime!
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