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Sam and I are back from a nice visit to Syracuse. The grandparents spoiled him, I managed to go four straight days without doing any work, we saw lions and elephants at the zoo. All good stuff.

But I do have a special message for the man who was sitting in front of me on the Charlotte to Syracuse leg of our flight: When you're the one who jostles my kid awake from his nap, don't glare at me when he spends the rest of the flight screaming. You're just lucky I didn't make you hold him.

Posted 22 July 2005 at 10:55 AM