It's OK. I'm stuck in a hotel room in Sillycone Valley waiting for some punk kid with a bone in his nose to run me through two weeks of Micro$oft hell. Fresno looks pretty good at the moment.
Had a very nice dinner with The Shrew, Publius, and Libertina last night to send me off. We toasted you.
Excellent evening, by the way. The Shrew is a professional chef, and he really made my stove sing. I put on Brubeck, Rampal & Billy Joel's classical piano pieces, along with some Schubert. Great music, great conversation, and the Four Toasts of the Puget Sound Chapter.
And great beer, Btd! I knocked down another bottle of the dark today while I sauted that broccoli that The Shrew left me.
Any FReepers that come to Seattle get treated well by the chapter. Libertina even made the salad dressing from scratch. If you hit town, just let Libertina know. The chapter knows how to show out-of-town FReepers a good time.