It was a hellish night at work, but when you're busy, time seems to have a way of passing more quickly. We are meeting for breakfast and beer after work, as a sort of good-bye toast for Misty. She got a job in Little Rock working for another dying cellphone company, and took the opportunity to get right the hell out of here, and start doing something she might enjoy. I will have to monitor my beer intake, as I have a three-hour drive to Des Moines in store, this afternoon. This will be the first visit I pay Alex since November, not counting when we left For Ireland from Des Moines, a few months ago. I am looking forward to some minor league and some libation.