It was a 24 hour bug of some kind, allowing me to sleep through the day's webcast along with everyone else out in listeining land.
My wife called tonight, asking when I'd be home. I told her the 12th, 12th of Neveruary, that is. Just kidding. I have some stops to make on the way to Interstate 40, which runs right through Webster Groves. I'll get home eventually, but there is a bike chassis to look at in Tulsa.
Played HQ Rear Window earlier today.