We've got ten days to go and it's like we're stuck in this holding pattern. Around a week ago, Darr turned to me and said "It's like we're just waiting for the kid." And we are.
For the kid.
Despite various efforts to prod the R.A. to get a move on, he doesn't seem ready to leave yet. At this point I can only think that the longer he stays in, the bigger he'll get, and the bigger he gets...well, that doesn't bode well for me and one of my two thousand body parts.