Out of Pocket

That phrase amuses me to no end.
It's sort of gibberish, if you think about it, and yet people seem to know what it means.
Mainly, that I'm going to be out of reach for a few days.
I'm in the sunny state of Florida for a convention. Got up at 5 am for an 8 am flight, which took off on time but hit a bit of turbulence getting underway. wheee! The rest of the flight was fine and on time. phew.
The nice thing about Florida is it only around a 2 hour flight and it's direct. So you just tumble off and keep going.
Anyway, now I'm cooling my heels waiting to check into my hotel. My first meeting isn't until 6 pm. I've picked up my badge and the conference bag. Boss Man and I tried to get on the show floor, but it's closed until 2 pm.
This will probably be the last time you hear from me until the weekend.
First day, it's quiet, won't be like this for long.