Look. I gotta go to the airport and get by balls fondled by TSA. I've been trying to get this Saints post finished all day but have been interrupted by various episodes of packing, building maintenance, janitorial services, and emergency wasp nest removal. (Seriously, yes)
So I'm being pushed out the door now and it's not ready. And that's a shame because it has all sorts of killer movie references, current news, and very serious theater reviews. So dammit.
We'll just have to figure out some kind of way to fold all that stuff into the next opportunity which won't be until after we get back Saturday... and after we catch Testaverde at the Circle Bar on Saturday night.
Anyway meanwhile Wang is waiting for Morten. You should probably just go read that.
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