We had twenty-eight hours in Houston with our fun friends. We squeezed in three meals, lots of drinks, an incidental tour of Eric's old neighborhood, a trip to the museum, and a well-played AHL hockey game. We also got kolaches from Hruska's on the way there and back and even ran into Rob at a bar on Westheimer. It was fast and fun and good, and now I'm going to shove a pile of laundry off my bed and go to sleep.