August 15th, 2006

surya

Getting back into gear

After a weekend of excess, my Sunday morning could best be described by, who else, Jimmy Buffett:
But I woke up on the steps of a whorehouse
Soldier told me I'd better leave
As I stumbled to find me a taxi
I saw a note pinned to my sleeve:

"It was a pleasure and a hell of an evenin'
Truly was our night to win.
But the authorities insist on my leaving
Take care my American friend."
African Friend - Jimmy Buffett
And for once, that's the gods-honest truth.

There are friends, and then there are friends. Mitty, congrats and good luck. I owe you one in return.