To everyone that came out on my last night, I say thank you. An upward clenched fist is also shook in your general direction however. This is the morning of, and I am so hammered STILL! If I offended (even mildly) last night, I apologize but my last clear memory was Brendan sneaking me into the "free liquour room" to smuggle booze (for me to promptly spill).

Let's just say that I woke up to my parents phoning me at 6am wondering what the hell I'm doing. It got messy.

So here I am, mostly ready to go and still gunned. 18 hours of flying is going to be fun (?). As I was repeating like a fool last night, to anyone and everyone, please send me an e-mail. I'll respond, but I always have a hard time making the intial e-mail.