It wasn't so much the front (although that certainly assisted) as a nasty bug that I'd picked up earlier that week, which decided to fully blossom halfway to College Station. Bleah. And I really only spent Saturday morning in my room -- the rest of the time I was with Elizabeth or sniffling around the MSC/Rudder. I kept trying to catch you, but the only time I actually found you were those fifteen seconds when our paths crossed on Rudder 4.