We were all glad to call this week’s trip out to the project office good, and get out 
of there. I drove my little rental car out to San Francisco International Airport across the San Mateo Bridge, dropped it off at Hertz, and stood in line at TSA’s security check point. I hate those big millimeter wave scanners; they have those at SFO. (The ones where you step into a giant cylinder, do a Hands up! and hold still while the machine does a whole-body image scan).
