Coffee at 1:30 a.m.

I think this is the first time I've had coffee at 1 a.m. I pulled a few all-nighters in law school (and one in college), but I wasn't a coffee drinker back then. I'm not really one now, either, but here I am, working on a mug of coffee. I'm eating some ice cream, too, and imagining that I'm just having a nice late dessert with coffee.*

My wife has been visiting family in California this week. She was supposed to arrive in Denver at around 11:30 tonight, but some flight delays interfered with her connection in Phoenix, so now she's been routed through Las Vegas and is arriving sometime between 2:40 and 3:00 a.m.

I hear the Denver International Airport is pretty quiet at 3 a.m.

* (I was, after all, ordered to do my best to eliminate the ice cream before my wife returns from California. I haven't quite achieved that, but I have made significant strides — or "scoops" — toward that end.)

There are not many advantages to a lack of steady work, but I sure am glad I don't have anywhere to be in the morning.

Update, 2:10 a.m.: Flight tracker websites, including the airline's own, show that the flight is now delayed until about 3:10 a.m. Their on-time rates for my wife's flights this week are nearing 0%. Yikes. I wonder what their on-time rates are like when the weather is bad.