And yes, I was going to write about all sorts of fascinating things (well, at least they are fascinating to me).
But we were in meetings and discussions that ran until 9:40 pm.
And then we had a Fat Tire...
...or two (or seven, but who's counting).
And like the fate of every fine ale, no matter how tasty, my entry for today ended up in the toilet.
(Tomorrow, the journey home).
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