Well three flights scheduled in one week and all three cancelled. The pilot didnt show for one... "The Guvnah" canceled the next and the plane wouldn't start for the last one. Maybe God doesn't want me to fly this week???

I was ok with it today anyhow... below freezing at ground level equates to frozen digits while flying with the windows open at 2000ft and 100mph.

On another note, I only have NINE more days this month that I will be in this hell hole of a city. Speckled Trout in Sargent... Lunch in Houston... Parties in Dallas and quail and hog hunting for 7 days on my family's place in the high plains.... Not to mention Christmas with the family... I can't wait to leave here....

Well... could it be any weirder? Mr. Whitaker... the publisher here, has requested that I accompany him to New Orleans to make a helicopter flyover of the area with Gov. Blanco...

It will be good, but it will also be strange since I have to drive with him all the way to Baton Rouge and back in ONE DAY. Eight hours is a lot of car time for anyone much less a peon photographer and the Big Man.