I don't know how, but he reported having made it to beautiful John Wayne airport at 10:16am.
I was stupid enough to check my mail, and found 3 of the latest order of discs in the mailbox (Praise Chaos that the other 3 are backordered). They've been scanned, entered, cross-checked, folded, and mutilated. You can check out the updates at the usual place.
I now have 8 Hannah Montana songs. Yay. I've even listened to them all, in order to check the scan. Deep stuff from Ms. Montana. Yessirree.
The update sheets have been printed and stapled.
I think I now deserve a few hours of sleep.
Let's see what happens when I try...