So much for being slow. I now have a scooter that gets me around faster than walking. I left the house and made it to the airport in no time. Cruising the flat floors of the airport is almost fun – especially on the downslope. Getting through airport security with a non-walking cast was a hassle though. TSA subjected the cast to dozens of bomb tests and me to a thorough pat down. After being poked, prodded, and cut open at the hospital, a pat down seems fairly mild. I’ll be in Cleveland in a couple of hours.

I’m heading to Cleveland to talk about Derelict Paradise at Macs Backs tomorrow at 7pm. I hope to see some of my Cleveland friends there.