Cisco,
Sounds great to me. Untill then I'll pin up Hawaii travel posters all around my office, throw a Don Ho Favorites into the CD-ROM drive, put my feet into a tray of sand and suck down some rum drinks with umbrellas and pineapple in them. Great idea having the Double Digit party on John's turf (sand). When AccuMed hits double-digits I'm in. No wife, no kids, no phone, you betcha baby! (All kidding aside give me a firm date)
I was accepted at the U-of-Hawaii- in the -70's, didn't have the cash to go then so I went to school in the midwest (brrrr..) always regretted not going. I'd probably still be there. Probably good thing too...might of wound up a beachcomber like a very dear friend of my did when his Las Vegas entertainment career ended. The guy "had it all", desert estate, looks, voice, movie-contracts and then became a beach-comber for two years in Hawaii when he got divorced. Drugs, booze, gambling and show-girls pushed him to the outer-limits. Oh did I mention that he previously received a "section-eight" from the military when he was drafted? Yikes!
Frank
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