I apologize for my serious lack of attention paid to the ole bloggy blog here, I have been having far too much fun at the computer and away from the computer to write anything. Weekdays are dedicated to work, evenings to laundry, biking or bus rides and on the weekends I pack in as much insanity and drama as I can physically and mentally handle. I spent this weekend in Point Reyes again – I think I have talked about this place before – small town, lotsa new friends and way to many parties. There were two big BBQ sha-bangs and a parade, plus five or six visits to the local bar, remember, THE bar. You know you are going overboard when you are at THE bar before noon. And everyone from the night before is there as well (still wearing the bright blue chaps and cowboy hats, don't forget the plastic guns and beer breath). And you only leave to eat dinner, or go to another party, but then as soon as the party slows down, you go back to the bar. And you leave when it closes. And you don't go back home until the next morning, where you actually don't go home, but go straight to work where you most likely stink of liquor and feel like vomiting for 8 of the 9 hours there. AAhhhh, good times, good times.