So right now I'm in Ohio, lying on my old bed, talking with Kate on iChat and mentally digesting the day. Our Internet connection in Bethesda came back this morning, so I did a couple hours of client stuff before climbing into the car for the marathon drive back to Ohio. Six hours later, I was changing into my suit for my aunt's calling hours. The calling hours were about what I expected – it was nice to see family and old friends.

Weird bonus Cool Thing: Sheldon, the fellow who owns the funeral parlor, is an old friend of the family and member of our church, and after the calling hours were through he took Dad and I out to his garage and showed us his old cars. Someday, in a book, I will feature a funeral home director with an old-style Mini Cooper, an MG, and a Rolls Royce.

The Mini was very, very cool.

Anyway, tomorrow is the funeral. I'm trying to squeeze some client work in around all this other stuff, but it's a bit tricky. Wish me luck.

Sorry for the disjointed nature of this post. It's been a weird day.