In that by telling my boss to "fuck-off" and miss the unbearable joy that is working the weekend in Oregon, is not possible, and further adding to the irony of life is that I yam my boss, I have feebly devised the following scheme: I'm making a Friday pilgramage to the Sawmill Campground on the Naches river. Why, you ask? Good question! I'm leaving Seattle around 9:30 AM and must be back for Toothy Jr.'s swim meet at 5:30, then off to Oregon. Anyone wanna make the trek with? I'm gonna pee all-over, cast a hex and salute the Easterly direction while I'm there at your all's campsites. I'mo take a picture too. Have fun you FF's, I'm missin' out fo sure!