A long time ago when I was in the Navy time was measured by the number of days you had left before you got out minus one (the wake up). I’m at 25 and a wake up this morning and I’m looking forward to getting home to see everyone. The coffee house closed yesterday for repairs to the roof. Initially we were told it would be closed the remainder of the season but it looks like they are making a concerted effort to get it finished before then. I mean, come on, the waffle makers and the coffee house broken at the same time, there would be mass mutiny! I think our nightly games of cribbage and sequence will continue, probably at the dining facility. The ambience just isn’t the same though. Working in the Tower this last week has been great after all just talking to airplanes is really what I came here to do.