Irony, redux

[joflasher]

So there are no flights out of Denver that would get me back to Boston before Christmas Day. In desperation, my co-workers and I started hunting for a relatively near-by city that could get us a flight east. If you haven't looked at this storm, though, it pretty much runs from Texas to Canada, with a lovely mixture of thunderstorms, heavy rain and massive snow all along it. East and north were just as bad as here. West involves crossing the Rockies ... which currently have State Troopers on all the passes turning people back due to snow, avalanches and whatever other reasons the police choose. That's okay, though. I wasn't all that thrilled with the "drive to Vegas" plan anyways. We may call it the Donner Project but that doesn't mean we're quite ready to relive history yet.

Long story short, the only direction to drive was South. The only airport with flights to Boston within reasonable distance is, you guessed it, Albuquerque.

I keep waiting for my secretary to call me up saying "Sir, I got a very black cat, Friday the 13th feeling about this. The gods want you in Albuquerque."

Ah, well, here's hoping the roads open up sometime tomorrow.