I'm heading out into the Great Unknown this Saturday and won't be back until the 15th or thereabouts. And since I'm going to be sleeping in a tent for most (if not all) of the trip, my dearly devoted laptop will be staying home, where it's insulated and dry and climate-controlled.

So I'll be pretty darn quiet for the next two weeks or so. It's not that I don't love you; it's that I'm very very busy engaging in mortal combat with swarms of northwoods mosquitoes.

The only time I won't be battling skeeters is on Friday the 13th, when I'll be at a wedding instead. Normally I don't care for weddings, but, well. They're getting married on Friday the 13th, and yes, that was most assuredly intentional. They're getting married in the upstairs party room of the bar where they work. There will be lots. And lots. Of booze. And pirates. Yep, the theme is Hawaiian/pirates.

You know you wish you were going. :)