It's finally here. After 5 months of talking about it I'll be getting on a plane and heading back to New England tomorrow at 6:20 am.
The fact this means I'm getting up at 3 a.m. isn't lost on me but I'm trying not to dwell on it. Hopefully by 10:30 tomorrow morning I'll be in Vermont with my friend Rob and the lovely Jane and heading to Boston Friday morning.
I turn 39 years old on Saturday and other than hitting the lottery I can't think of a better way to spend the day than with my second family from SG watching the Sox and Paloozing into the night.
I've got the net on the phone now so I'm sure I'll be checking in but no new posts until Sunday night at the earliest. Those of you coming to Boston? I'll see you there.
To those who won't be making the trip? Keep the Fair and I'll see you on the other side.
I think I'll go to Boston.
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