bipolypagangeek a while ago, and just now introduced myself. Last night had things of much weirdness.
Darkside really is a sweetheart, and I should not be as paranoid as I am.
I need to check my p-mail, put new liners in all the applicable trash cans, finish writing up my shopping list, grab my cellphone, and skedaddle. Oh, and refuel Siete, because she's down to about a quarter of a tank after all the airport adventures.
