Twelve hours from now I'll be at the airport, preparing to board an airplane for Hawaii, to... uh... celebrate Thanksgiving.
I have no idea what the Internet situation will be like in our accommodations. I'll probably have to rig something up with coconuts, Gilligan-style. As always, I'm sure I'll have something to bitch about (like those surfing lessons that Larry wants to drag me on), so I'll have to find a way to post about it.
I mean, how would the Internet survive without my petty complaints? Are there even other web pages?