We have light snow at PDX. As planned, once I got clear of the plane, I called Cheryl (who had rode with me to the airport to take the van back home so she can use it while I'm away) to let her know that I'd arrived. Then I called Lisa, who says she expects to be here around Noon. I told her not to hurry, and she said she'd take that advice. Besides needing to take things slowly on the icy roads, there's the little matter of getting the house (and her) warmed up enough to get moving.
I decided to eat breakfast at Gustav's because I like their sausage, and have therefore trusted that United will take care of my checked luggage until I call for it later this morning. Fingers crossed. Somehow they lost my breakfast order and had to re-submit it, but I told them that there was no hurry and I'm not fussed over it.
The wireless connection is showing as strong, but there must be a lot of people using it because it took a long time to actually connect. And if the problem with this computer stays as it has been, once the wireless card "warms up," I'll lose the signal.
Speaking of computers, while going through Terrorization, I noticed that my spare computer didn't have a battery in it. I'd removed it when I went to Chicago so I'd have an extra spare on that trip. Fortunately, I'm carrying one spare battery with me on this trip, so both my laptops will have a battery.
And speaking of Terrorization, while I was putting myself back together at SFO, I witnessed a woman and her five-year-old girl who had the dreaded SSSS (suplemental security screening) visited upon them. The little girl looked at the air-puffing scanner and became hysterically frightened by it. The woman started to berate the TSA goon, yelling at him about how, "You cancelled my flight and how I have to go through this? She's only a five-year old, for God's sake!"
The TSA person stayed as calm as could be expected, pointing out (correctly) that he hadn't canceled anyone's flight -- a point probably lost on this woman, for whom all of the airport/airline people probably were the same "they" -- and that he was only doing his job.
While exiting the Terrorization Area, if it weren't for the fact that it might have gotten me arrested, I would have said to the woman as she sat there trying to console the little girl, "Don't you feel so much more Secure now?"
Now my breakfast has arrived, so it's time to put away the computer and eat before the food gets cold.