...is canceled. Foot is sick. In fact, there's a good chance I have this. I'll find out more from the doctor later.
In any event the Summitt meeting with the Nihilist will have to be rescheduled. It's no fun to be around beer you cannnot swallow; and it's really no fun to commisserate with one's peeps when one can't be obnoxiously loud.
Alternate dates, Bill? Nihilist?