Wet Wet Wet
This afternoon my plane left a wet and dreary Minneapolis only to arrive in a wet and dreary San Diego. Thus ends my vacation.
The cold is better, but not gone. I’m really sick of coughing, lemme tell ya.
I will say that it felt good to avoid my work email and (for the most part) the forums. Tomorrow I will have thousands of messages to go through as I catch up on all the wonder that has taken place in my absence.
Once more unto the breach, dear friends.
Anyone who quotes Shakespeare’s Henry V is alright with me.
You were gone?
Well, MY vacation starts on Wednesday. I’ll get to buy Steve a drink down in Atlanta, and hope against hope that I don’t talk toooo much this year.