Spent Thursday night and Friday in Sacramento, where I was startled to see this horse and carriage going down the street. (Insert your own "Sacramento is a small town" joke here.)

During the week I got behind on reading newspapers so I boarded my plane at LAX with a pretty big stack to read. The flight attendant insisted I had too many newspapers in my lap to be safe for takeoff and landing. "That pile's bigger than a suitcase." So I had to store some of my papers in the overhead while the plane took off. The flight attendant said I could "only keep two" to read while the plane was ascending. I'm a big believer in in-flight safety, but that just seemed over the top. But I didn't argue -- I'm a good passenger.