Today, bouncing (mostly) vacated his Coffeehouse Apartment, having occupied it for only three and a half months. I helped him load his stuff into the moving truck. We were joined by Scott and his girlfriend, who helped move furniture. Scott's world famous antics were once again demonstrated when a chair was transported 3 stories down by dangling it from a coax cable off the porch. Professional moving help at its finest. Would you ever ask for anything less?

After the loading, bouncing, I and our parents ordered some Chinese food, and ate it at dad's European Apartment. Although he had initially planned to get on the road tonight, bouncing decided to crash there for the evening, due to the news of high winds in eastern Colorado, plus the fact that he was ridiculously tired.

So, within days, bouncing will be residing in the land of the picante sauce. How the world does change.