So we're all agreed on August 23rd? Sweet. I'm voting some sort of pizza-party afterwards, or perhaps the killer burritto's that San Fran is so famous for. Or we could go hang out at the mall, play role reversal and gang up on/exlude the cool kids from our tightly knit, nerdly clique.

Just to confirm, Joe, I CAN stay with you a few nights? I dont eat much, and though I smell, you're a guy so you'll live.

Probably.