After trying to set something up for everyone in NC, I was told that the location was too remote (at least, as far as our accomodations are concerned). I hate keeping every North Carolinian in the dark with this, but Ponzi wants to coordinate any kind of gathering. She asked me the other night if I wanted her to do it, and since I don't know the territory (especially after screwing up the first intended blogger meetup), I totally need her to figure it out. On one of these days, we're planning on visiting the Biltmore estate; I believe that evening, she'd want to do something (which would be in Asheville). Again, I'm yeilding all control of this to her – I'm just along for the ride at this point. We're sitting at the airport, waiting to board our plane to Charlotte – then spending all week at the world-famous Gastonia Hampton Inn (where the towels are oh-so-fluffy, and you can eat right out of the ash trays if you wanna – it's okay, they're clean). Better start practicing my southern accent, y'all.