Next Sunday is when I see Raistlin. He showed up at the Renaissance Festival and called me to find out where I was, and I told him, "Hawaii." While not my fault, he showed up for my sake; oops. I will buy you a cheesecake on a stick to make up for it, Raistlin.

EoFFers tend to be rather nice company, so hats off to those I have met. You have left me with strong expectations for future meetings.