For those of you that arrived too late for my underwater ballet, I apologize, but you'll now have to wait until Spring for the next performance. Besides the problem with keeping my pipe lit underwater, it's getting just a wee bit too nippley outside, as I overheard our waitress giggling "Shrinkage" when I got out of the tank. I used to being the laughing stock, but humiliation isn't my cup of tea.
Otherwise, it was a great meeting. Sparks, I'm glad we finally finally crossed paths. Your briar creations are beautiful, and I hope to own one someday. John, thank you for running the swag warehouse. Russ, thanks for moving quickly to get an initial Warhorse sample out the door. And thank you to everyone for your valuable input on the blend. I can assure you that your insights will be reflected in the final product, even if we will need to include an antidote in the tin.