I have to be in London for work this week which means that I have to ride on an airplane to get there which means, well, getting airport hammered.
I think it's worth noting that this web log post is being brought to you not by airport-grade Cabernet Sauvignon but by the darling mother of a dear friend of mine who recently said something so incredibly true that I nearly shat my running tights, which is this: "Corey really likes to post pictures of himself on his blog. Sometimes he includes Bevan, but mostly it's just him."
That feels accurate.
(Also, hi Maureen! I miss you! Can we get beers when you're in SF next?)