The firm’s Summer Outing is tomorrow, consisting primarily of a bus ride to one of the quasi-local Indian Casinos and a few free bucks to lose there. Not being much of a gambler, I can’t say I’m overly enthralled with the prospect, but it beats sitting at my desk all day. Plus, we’ll be allowed to wear jeans. (Oooh!)
Then on Friday, I’ll be on my way across country in a moving van. Going down early to load up the truck, and we should be pushing off from my Dad’s (former) place in Philly sometime Sunday. I guess I really don’t care how long the drive takes, as long as I get there in time to catch my flight back home. Just assume at any given moment next week that I’ll be on the highway, the same way we can assume this week that Todd is most likely on a bike.
Wish us luck.