Stranded in Phoenix

La Quinta is Spanish for America West and US Airways screwed me. The worst decision I made last night was trying to get onto the last flight to Denver by hook or crook instead of cutting my losses and calling James Fee to see if he wanted to go out for a beer and a taco. At least the airport has free wireless so that I can catch up on email and continue to publish the new scandal-loaded tabloid edition of import cartography.