Lately there has been just one thing on my mind.  Okay, two things.  First, is the approaching warm weather (oh hurry up, please!)  and second,  the upcoming Phish tour.  I saw my first Phish show at Waterloo Village when I was 14, thanks to my older brother Carson.  And, having been dreadfully excluded from the recent three-night Hampton run (obviously a band oversight) I am aching for the two upcoming summer...