My boarding pass is in my purse, my suitcase is in Rita's trunk and I am, in fact, typing this post from the front seat of Rita's car. She will come out about 7:00 AM to drive to the airport.
One of the statements in the above paragraph is a lie. Let's call it poetic license to demonstrate how ready I am.
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Damn, I thought you ran out and bought a laptop and hooked it up to your new wireless internet service. Damn!
See you soon. Don't hug anyone in California and, by all means, don't say anything until I am there.
If Link gets a hug you know that mom had too much to drink. Cut her off.
She is so ready she is here!
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