Greetings from Gate A3

Hello from Memphis International Airport, where the stale donuts seem to be leftover from 2006 but the wireless is free.

I'm waiting on a connecting flight from Kansas City, where the Jaguars saw their season end about mid-way through the fourth quarter yesterday. I wrote today about how the Jags season was, basically, a failure because they didn't make the playoffs. So far my email box this morning seems to indicate that many of you agree with me, though some are a little less harsh about the whole thing. To me, the playoffs are what pro sports teams are primarily judged on; fail to play in the postseason and the year wasn't a success.

Anyway, I'm headed back to Jacksonville shortly where I'll be meeting The Fiancee (fans from my old blog may remember her as The Girlfriend). The movers from New York are slated to arrive at our new place tomorrow at 8:30 a.m., so we've got a lot to do, starting with the purchase of a new car. We're thinking mid-size SUV -- decent size, not one of those tanks-with-rims that are the car du jour in the NFL.

For all those shaking off post-New Year's hangovers: My condolences. Try aspirin and orange juice. If that doesn't work, try a Bloody Mary.