I had three seats to myself in the next-to-last row of the PHL-SFO flight, hooray! That actually gave me enough room to be able to get out the computer and play Locomotion, which burned about 2/3 of the trip time. It burned through batteries, however, using up three complete charges. That game runs the CD-ROM continuously, cranks the processor up to full speed, and I was using the external mouse rather than the touch pad. All of these things run through batteries.
We ended up arriving SFO about 30 minutes early, and Cheryl's flight was delayed getting out of Boston, with the result being that she was just getting over to Terminal 1 after her United flight when I arrived. A routine travel day. We stopped for burritos at Chipotle on the way home, and cranked up the cricket match when we arrived home; however, both of us were eventually drawn toward our computers to check our e-mail.
Of course, it figures that the day in which I get a row to myself on the flight, I wasn't at all tired. I am pretty tired now, though.
No more time zone changes for me for a while, I hope.