Hey Grubb... you and me both, brother. Remember how I was going to be having fun in paradise (Hawaii) while all you guys were in Roscoe? Well, I was in Paradise, all right, but I was in the hospital with kidney stones. Can you say ouch? Between passing out, puking, and being zonked out from pain meds, I kept seeing visions of the beaverkill and the willow full of friends. grrrrrrrrr. Next year, Grubb, next year.