The Great Outdoors

So, uh, Amanda has decided that we are going camping. This weekend. Leaving in a few hours. I’m looking forward to it, even if it does mean leaving my computer for more than a few hours at a stretch.

I’m not entirely sure where we’re going camping — she might have told me, but I’m notoriously bad at remembering things that make little difference to me, so since she’s got it all planned out I’m just going to kick back and enjoy the ride. With a little luck, I won’t get cell phone reception.

I can only imagine how much email I’m going to have when I get back. I’m scared.

I’m taking the camera. Maybe I’ll get some decent pictures. I guess we’ll have to see.

At any rate, this is my way of telling you that I’m going to be gone for a few days. If you don’t hear back from me by Monday, assume that she got fed up with me and dumped my body at some remote camp site.