Well, I got out of Tahoe barely intact. Most of my money gone. Little sleep under my belt. Running on fumes. I crash landed back here at home, the lovely Brushwood Estates of my childhood. I did manage to go out birding yesterday, just before all the boozing and unsuccessful gambling started. Saw some ducks and crud. A few pairs of Redhead, Canvasback, Ring-necked Ducks, and the like. I need to make sure I go out and take some pictures today before I Pass The Fuck Out. Of course, Wednesday is All-U-Can Eat night at Mike's Pizza here in Angels Camp. This is basically the ultimate weekly social event around these parts, so I mayhaps will stay awake long enough for that. Anyhoo, love you guys. See you tomorrow.