By the time you read this I’ll be on my way to Las Vegas. I may have boarded the plane, be in-flight, or even have landed. Either way, two things will have happened: time will have stopped for a few days and there’ll be a drunk guy. It’s a given he’ll sit next to me. They always do.

I’ll come home with new stories, the answers to some research questions, and another adventure under the belt…or something like that. Stay tuned.