Sunday Morning

So how come hotels build showers with no place to put your little bottle of shampoo, your little bottle of conditioner, your little tube of facial scrub and your normal-sized bar of soap you travel with because you can't get clean with a cake of Dove the size of a Hershey's Miniature?

Yeah, Mark woke up in Miami but he'll sleep tonight in his own bed. In-between, he'll be at the Miami Book Fair where he's running about meeting people, signing books, hearing talks and having lunch with Valerie Plame, although she didn't know it. (Some spy she is!) A full report when I'm back in my very own area code.