Well, it's the end of an era. Officially. Now, granted it was an era that lasted approximately two months, but it's still an occasion worthy of being marked. And not by Beandog, thank you.
I dropped Hot Guy off at the train station this morning. His train to New York is set to depart in three minutes. Once there he will get on a boat bound for Germany by way of Bermuda. He is sailing into the — um — sunrise, never to be gawked at again again. Well, not by me anyways...
[sigh]