These pics are my official complain that there are no late night flights from Philly to Tampa. BOOOOOO!!! My flight leaves in less than 9 hours... it's 915pm. Yikes. I'm also supposed to "document the mission" or something like that. That was from the Dawg before he started drinking. I have no idea what that means. So I guess his brain is getting itself ready to be useless for the next few days.
Time for a Dogfish Beer to Drink Music To, aka, beer to pass out to. I've been promised a Bailey's and coffee upon arrival. Visual confirmation of that tomorrow, God willing. Until then, cheers and good night.
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