Doug's back in the States! He arrived safely late last night at Sea-Tac International, jet-lagged and terminally sick of gelatinized military "meat." Mom and Dad treated him to some grilled beef, and a barbeque is planned for Saturday.
Tap the kegs! Slay the fatted calf!
Unfortunately, he's not back in Michigan for a couple weeks, so that party is on hold for a bit.
Fine--I'll still loft a Heineken in his honor today, anyway. By all means, feel free to do so as well.