Pass me the Rum.

Thursday night begins a week of hell for me. I'm flying to L.A. as part of one of my business trips for a 30 hour stay in LA. When I get back Saturday morning at 6:05 a.m., I get to blitz home, repack and recover for another flight at 6am Sunday morning to Chicago and then to Portland all to come home again Friday morning at 8 a.m. I get to race to the office for a vendor meeting or three, and then prepare for another trip to Miami the following week. When it is all said and done I would have crisscrossed the country twice in a week.