at the portland airport:
william (4): giddyup! giddyup! *whacks a dog that is hiding under a table, trying to get it to play with him*
suzy (8? really pretty, like a mix between abby and molly): don't do that, she'll bite you.
william: no she won't.
woman: she might.
william: does she even have teeth?

their dad's name is jeff, suzy has a laptop, the dog's name is tango. people are loud and i love them.

we flew really close to mount hood. there's so much snow for july. in fact, i promise you, i saw about 30 people skiing. we were that close, it was that snowy.

in salt lake city now. it's really pretty here, though our hotel is depressing-colored.

my mind is in a jumble of all of the economics i am failing. i simply can't *think* on that level. i feel two-dimensional.