It's about three o'clock right now, and I've been at the airport since about 2pm. My flight has been delayed, so I won't be flying home for another five hours. Thank goodness I love airports. All the flights from Las Vegas back to the Bay Area have been overbooked or delayed. So in the short time I've sat here, I've watched the same 10-15 travelers hover around the counter, anxiously hoping to get on to the next flight. Meanwhile, I'm here, sitting next to this huge monkey that someone's left behind.