It's true - I am momentarily here. I'm in a town with far too much money and a hugely busy schedule just sitting and brewing, waiting for me to arrive back home. I'm anxious, yet excited. I'm hoping it all works out... which I'm sure it will. Life is generally predicatable that way - everything's ok in the end. If it's not ok, then it's not the end.
Don't you dare forget about me.