It's yours. 


I'm hopping on a flight in a few for Chicago to do this. I would love to buy Illinois Golden Horde a round, but, in addition to the conference, I've got to do some reporting. There might be something Thursday, but I don't know. Or a bunch of you could pick me up at the airport. Actually, no. I'm hopping the train. The Kennedy (or whatever highway that is) is no joke.

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