This vacation has been roughly 90 bajillion times more chaos than I expected. I haven't touched a computer in days. I even forgot to call my best friend, which is pretty pathetic considering how many years we've been holding a Saturday conversation. It's kinda hard to remember to call your best friend on Saturday when you don't know what day it is, though...
You know it's a good vacation when you don't know the day of the week, and don't even bother to look it up.
But all good things must end. I'll be home tonight, and as long as some bugger hasn't made off with the household electronics in my absence, I'll be back to regular posting within the day, albeit at a probably reduced capacity for a bit. I've got a megaton of blog reading to catch up on. Not to mention the well over a thousand photos to sort through. But we'll have posts. The Smack-o-Matic's coming down off the wall and getting applied to some seriously stupid backsides.
The cantina's reopening for business, my darlings. Come thirsty.
Oh, and one last thing:
(Aren't the signs in Tombstone awesome?)