So yeah, about today

Well, today actually started yesterday when I was trying to get a big project done for the day job before heading home to pack/prepare for heading to Birmingham the next morning. I drove all the way home during lunch to get the two dogs to take them to the kennel. You know, like I told the kennel I was going to do? When I got there at 1:00, the doors were locked, and there was a note on the door that read, "Closed from 12:00 - 2:00 for staff meeting." I look in and see no one, so I go back to the car and ponder for a few minutes. I go back to the door when I see people walking around in there. One girl is not five feet from the door, but she completely ignores my knocks. So I take the two dogs to the office where they're repeatedly a major distraction and not just when the Boston Terrier escapes and goes running off down the hall.

Today, I wake up early and head toward Birmingham. Somewhere along the line, I stop for gas. I swipe my card, and the pump tells me to see the cashier. I drive to another pump. Same thing. So I go see the cashier. But first, I get a coke and something to chew on besides my fingernails. She can't get my card to work, either, and punching in the numbers is apparently a major ordeal, so I give her another card. Fine. I go back to the car, throw away some garbage and leave.

Yes, without getting my gas. I'm not used to pre-paying for gas, okay? When I come out of a gas station with drink and food, I get into the car and drive away. I am supremely conditioned.

I get to the Wynfrey in plenty of time, but everyone's complaining about not having an internet connection. No problem, I'll just tether through my droid. That's cool, but then I think that hey, Tennessee's not until Friday, and the network has an SEC site and a national site that don't have connections, so I donate mine and decide to get some video and stuff instead. When the day is done, I get back to the room, and the hard-wired internet connection doesn't work. The wireless connection doesn't work much better than it did downstairs. The video I took won't play on my computer without sounding like the smoke monster.

So nothing's working, and it's almost my and Urban Meyer's bedtime. I have some notes, but they're going to have to wait until tomorrow. Because tomorrow's another day.