So, I'm having to go down to Dothan, Alabama for a wedding on the last weekend of June. There will be my wife's family, and family politics, and stress, and a long drive to and from. Two nights spent in a hotel, and we are carrying the 90 year old father-in-law down with us in the rental car. My wife sighed to me this evening, "Look, I really appreciate your doing this. I know you hate weddings. And I know you're going to go crazy on a long weekend without your guitars and band-mates." I told her, "It's okay, darling. I have been doing some shopping-ahead on the internet. I'll be alright."