A post, if you will

It felt like a shame to let the last couple minutes of a perfectly good internet connection go unused in the middle of the roadtrip, so I'm posting again. This morning, I had the unexpected fortune of beating my sister--"the athletic one"--in a game of basketball. Ted and Bryon must have trained me well, because the game before I left for TASP was a lot closer.
It's check out time. Gotta run.
Michael