Note: the following entry is based on events that happened September 27 and 28.
A few days ago, checking my bag on the way to Seattle, flying Alaska, cost me an hour waiting. In Denver, flying Frontier: two minutes. Though, admittedly, in Denver, you walk a good 20 minutes before you get to the carousel (still, that's pretty good, I think).
Smiter picks me up in Denver and I wind up playing video games with his son (ultra-fun: they had LEGO Star Wars, you see). Later, I discover my drink limit in high altitude has dropped to one. Fortunately, I discover this without making a mess.
Sera graciously hosts me so that I can stay in my old neighborhood. The next day I breakfast at Watercourse, one of the finest vegetarian restaurants in the world. I spend the day visiting friends and haunts and in the evening I see Quinn in a play. He plays a thug, which is not a stretch at all.
Afterward, he schools me in sword fighting (using foam swords he has from being a children's quest camp counselor), then he demonstrates his jackoff trick, which he does by pretending to masturbate under the table of a diner, even going so far as to use a creamer cup for the explosion. I had my camera out, but I missed the money shot.