Off to Punta Fuego for a little company powwow. Frankly, I wouldn't really give a damn. But I do. Because I had to drag my butt out of bed all the way to work at five this Friday morning. Then hop on the bus that would take us miles away from civilization, even the nearest trace of it. Then leave tomorrow afternoon. My favorite days, irrevocably denied. This is borderline human rights violation. Someday, I will have my revenge. And, yes, heads will roll. Hmmm... mental note ... Heads ... will ... roll.