I'll keep running if you call my name

I'm mildly drunk and majorly tired and blogging on my phone, so you'll have to make due with this - I'm in New Orleans, after a great flight where I was upgraded in both legs and so got some great writing done. And now I'm ensconced in bed, after drinks at the hotel and scalibut at GW Fins (which I had last time I was here), and more drinks on bourbon street.

And now I need to sleep so I can do all the things tomorrow - goodnight!