Sometimes the truth is stranger than fiction. I'm preparing this post on Wednesday evening since I'm leaving for a brief vacation tomorrow morning. The wife and I are visiting some friends in tropical Boston and I'm running into space issues before I pack my first pair of socks. Said friends have a cube, but only two controllers. And, like some famous person may have said, "Two controllers does not a party make." Last time I had to bring the cube, too, so this is an improvement.
I'm also packing a few other pieces of gear to help pass the time at the airports, and on the train to the airport, and in the bathroom in the airport. This is becoming a troubling development since I'm actually going on vacation to "get away" from what I do day in and day out. But, just as I'm going to pack shorts for a trip to New England, I like to be prepared for every eventuality no matter how unlikely. So I will evidently be renting clothing for the next five days since I will, unfortunately, be unable to bring any with me.I've left emergency numbers on a notepad in the kitchen. Don't hesitate to call if you need anything. And I wouldn't open that GladWare container in the fridge. Those mashed potatoes were from New Years, but I'm too cheap to throw the container away.