Well after drying out for a few days, I have had some time to think things over. Though I did not actually play the whole game saturday that was mostly on me and the damn hill. It whiiped my old arse. Not so next year. Had a few issues that I had to work out in my own head. Biggest problem I had was that although I was on the field with about 80 people on my side, I was alone for the first time. That was the first time in over 12 years that I have actually hit a field for a big game without any other members of Last Rites. Felt to weird. Threw my whole frakking game off.

To Brimmy, T-Man, Noodles and Meph: Kudos for all the hard work on that soggy friday. It would not have happened as it did without your efforts. Hopefully I will be in better shape physically and mentally next year. Good job.

I missed a lot of the people that I come to see every year, (Weltman, Repo, Six, etc) but in doing so I got to hang with some I normally wouldn't have. Sunday dinner was cool guys and I appreciate it. It was good getting to know you all a bit better and I am thankful for the opportunity. Brimmy, you missed some cool hang time on the Carter deck that night. Chem-X and DW, remember, zombies come out of the fog. :D

That was a most excellent evening.

Swampy as always it was to pleasure to hang out with you. And if you need a crew to run with you are always welcome to join DW or myself.

And for anyone unaware DW(darkwaters) and I along with other SCPers and sometimes carterites hit up the Flying J on sunday for supper. Its most always the buffet and tons of stories being exchanged wether its over the game or general stories. We would definitly welcome anyone to the tables.