The new international terminal at DFW is very nice – filled with all sorts of shops and high-end restaurants. They also had this very interesting modern sculpture of a downtown abstract I posted below.

Monty and I waited as long as we could to get on the plane, but we never saw Will until after we got on the plane, just before roll back. It seems he transposed the 5:50 departure to 5:05. This would be a cute numerical mistake if it was not for his position as the Chief Financial Officer of the company.

So my brother in Dallas is a big hunter. He goes on African safaris all the time and is always looking to bag something exotic, or simply something that would look funny when stuffed, mounted, and placed inconspicuously in his house.

First, you will see a picture of him with a giraffe that he killed then had stuffed and put in his foyer to welcome guests. During Christmas, he put a santa hat on top to make it look more festive for the season. He claimed that this giraffe was running around Africa eating children and spreading AIDS, so he had no choice but to shoot it.

The second picture is of a hippo he killed and had converted into a coffee table. He had the taxidermist embed a permanent smile on the hippo, so that guests would be assured that the hippo is happy to be holding their after-dinner cognacs.