I've got a bunch of choice words about hotel internet and outbound email server ports. But I'm afraid I'd make a Russian Sailor blush if I actually said all I want to say. To all of you out there that might be expecting emails from me, I'm sorry. I've got emails queued up, but since the outbound email server resides in yon ivory tower beyond the port of no communication, y'all'll have to wait till I get home.
And yes y'all'll is a real word... Maybe not up here in northern northbay outside of northcity, northland. But, down where the tea is sweet and comfort food is... comforting, it is