Tomorrow night (still not sure what time), I am flying to Los Angeles. Partially to visit old friends and co-workers, but mostly for my friends Chris' and Amanda's wedding in San Diego. I'm excited, and really need to get on the ball in regard to my wedding present. If it wasn't for this trip, I'd be up in Montana for University board meetings and some serious Fly fishing. Have I ever mentioned that my schedule is crazy? My road bike is a race machine. Riding uphill is a piece of cake and downhills are absolutely scary. I don't know what I am doing, which I love. I just got done with four hours of grading my students' papers. Not sure what's worse, writing papers or grading them.