Indespodance Day 08

Hey wait, I guess that would mean that I'm not despondent, right? Hey you would think that after 30 years on this earth I would have learned to enjoy hanging out with a group of people, food and beer. About 1 hour is all I can take before I turn into a pumpkin. It's a despondent experience hanging around when you're starting to feel like an ass for not socializing. Perhaps the only thing worse might be sitting in the corner, avoiding conversation, blogging about how you're sitting in a corner, avoiding conversation. Still, I'm sitting here looking at the mountains in Colorado with the sun breaking through the rain clouds as they drift towards the horizon with a great friend close by and a wonderful bride waiting for me in Ireland, and, despite it all I know that I'll somehow make it through the next 44 days with my sanity intact before flying away from my experience of America in all its glory and shame. What a long, strange ride it's been.