Midori may be expensive, but oh, she is my friend. The Broken Down Golf Cart needs her.
Happy Birthday to all you bloody people that have them this month. I can’t remember it all here in the haze of an early morning up on the mountain after a night of insanity and allergic reactions to Amy and Jeff’s catz.
And John, Welcome to Huntsville. You must come back for a return engagement, hopefully on a more permanent basis. Jobs can be found; the network is strong.
Heck, I’m being introspective, and the weekend’s not really half-over yet.