I'm Back.

Ugh. Meetings, meetings, meetings. I'm back from New Orleans, I've plowed through my emails, and now..... I'm going home. To a fine gin & tonic.

But since you took the time to stop by, I don't want you to think your time was not well spent. So I leave you with..... a catapult that fires chicken poo.

Not to be confused with something else known to, on occasion, hurl loads of chicken poo.