I'm wiped out, my father, the nut-job, is fine. we made it all the way to Colorado springs before he started driving me completely insane, so, we stopped in a mexican restraunt, I wheeled my dad in, we ate the worlds worst tacos and had a few beers. You haven't lived until you've lived long enough to watch your 72 year old father drink a Corona through a straw, or try to at least. I finally had to take pity on him and move his bottle closer, he told me when he gets out of his cast(s) he's going to break my arms then set a 12-pack about a foot out of my reach... ahhh, the warm fuzzies.
Anyway, close to two thousand miles with a cranky old guy in a lot of pain whose too stubborn to take pain pills has really wore me out, Sorry about the quest tonight, but I need some sleep, and tomorrow isn't looking good either, I e-mailed my instructors before I left, and I get back to an inbox full of home-work, so, we'll see how much visual basic I can wring from my brain and perhaps we;ll have a wuest tomorrow. hope everyone is well.
Vyris
