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Back home. But like an idiot I stopped in to work to clean up my mailbox and get some stuff done so I am not running around like a chicken with its head cut off on Monday.

The trip was a success. It always is when you find places that have double bubble during happy hour and the company is picking up the tab!

I may have stuff to say later today. If not tomorrow.

The only decision I face now is going home and sleeping or drinking and playing poker. Hmm...which one wins there?