I know, I know, it’s been ages. I hope you still remember me. Listen, I got back from that crazy tropical vacation in Buffalo about 2 weeks ago, and I justrightnowtoday finished thawing out.
I could write a whole book of poetry on how cold it was, using words like frigid and icewind and hellashiver, but you probably wouldn’t believe me. So, allow me to say it with the following 5-thousand word pictorial essay:
At least the music was good. Drinks, too, from what I remember.
*Hiccup!*
*Covers mouth…*
*Withholds incriminating stories from HP groupie front-lines…*
*Blurs…*
Sarah Ockler 
Gosh I thought your trip was more interesting than that!!!!
Well I’m glad you’re back — even though it won’t be for long. Will I see you on Sunday?
Wait, you are picking on Buffalo? and you like NY City??
Love Ya,
Dad
PS How long were you here? I think I saw you for about 15 minutes. You know, there are some real happening bars in and around Colden and Boston. You know, the kind with snowmobiles parked right outside the door and stuff like that. You didn’t have to stay in Buffalo the whole time.