Captain Crab's Thoughts From the Road

At this point I am still a little groggy headed to put down in words what actually transpired Thursday night in IC. Flenker and I both killed off some of our weaker brain cells, had interesting conversations about a plethora of subjects, and both made it to our respective homes. Fortunately for me, that involved a short walk to the elevator and ride to the 3rd floor of the Sheraton. The Flenker had a 5 or 10 minute walk (he told me but it has faded from my memory). He was lucky enough to stop at a convenience store and purchase some sort of sandwich, however. I think a sandwich would have really helped me.