It’s nearly 6am and I’m waiting in the screening line at Washington Reagan National Airport for my flight to Houston in about 30 minutes.

I got into Washington yesterday afternoon and spent about nine hours sitting on The Dubliner’s patio, drinking and working while the crowd ebbed and flowed. Rand Paul ended up sitting two tables down with colleagues for an hour or so at one point, which was neat.

I’m on the way to Houston for work, specifically meeting with Texas Right to Life and doing some professional development work to benefit the Terri Schiavo Life & Hope Network. It’ll be my first time to Houston, and I’m excited to be heading back to Texas for the first time in a few years.

It’ll be a busy few days, so I don’t expect I’ll write much of substance. I’ll share what I can, and figure out something to write about tomorrow in between everything else.