Do you ever wish you could feel like you did when you were 23 years old? No responsibilities, a little income, and a well-honed lack of judgement? If so, then I'd recommend rounding up 11 guys and going to New Orleans for the weekend.
If you haven't been down there, I highly recommend it. Set aside the fact that God (and W) both hate it and want it destroyed. We spent the weekend just steps away from Bourbon Street, where the bead and novelty t-shirt-based economy has fully recovered. Much of the workforce has returned, and the food was ridiculously awesome. It may not have the best reputation, but it's still a beautiful, fun city.
As per bachelor party requirements, I'm happy to report that the bachelor was both greatly honored and utterly abused. Unfortunately for all of you, I cannot go into greater detail without (a) a beer in my hand, (b) the opportunity to publicly humiliate anyone who may have passed out, and (c) acknowledging a certain gender-bias in the stories which would implicitly break the Code. You'll have to get it out of me some other way. Besides, this is a family blog and I don't want to show up at the top of Google searches for "Joe Pesci bukkake".
Don't check. You probably already did, didn't you? Not worth it, was it...
Anyway, I followed that fun-fest with two days at a finance conference, exploring such innovative topics as "Creating Agility with Business Process Management" and "Best Practices in Managing Enterprise Risk & Compliance." That's not easy after the way I treated my body over the weekend but I know more about opportunities in internet banking and baby boomer retirement planning, and it was worth it. And when you work in an important field such as mine you can't be too well-prepared.
So needless to say I've been busy. How have you all been?