Just wanted to point out that I’m blogging this from the very room in the very place where Jimmy Carter started his run for the Presidency. Or the gubernatoriality. I forget. Anyway, I’m blogging here and you’re not.
[UPDATE: All you ATL bloggers suck donkey balls! I should have checked the RSVPs, granted, but you’d think a group of 60+ people could produce more people than, well, me.]
Yikes! I’m sorry, man! I’m in the middle of packing/moving with one hand or I’d totally have been there. :\ Sowwy. I’ll buy you a drink next month!
cripes! i was watching two very over-animated youngsters :(
where was the fearless leader?
Chance, I am sorry dude, I fell asleep, and didn’t wake up until it was too late. I will make it up to you! Dinner some time next week?
Heh. I can check that guilt trip off my list now. ;-)
No, these things happen. And it’s June: people are out of town, getting ready to go out of town, or winding down from being out of town.