This my eighth year at CON. Almost every year it gets better. Getting to know the CONCOM, convergence committee, and more. Learning where my place in the organization. Drinking less, yet getting more drunk. Weird how that happens. Having a gay-olde-tyme with CON-goers. Damn I love this extended weekend long party. While you're reading this I'll be in the Dealer's Room managing the barely formed chaos that is drama. Happy 4th, 40kers. Here's a toast to all of you.