To celebrate this illustrious mini-vacation that is guaranteed by some congressional bill of rights or somethingorother, the bride and I are heading to the tranquil hidden smack in the middle of BFE city of Aberdeen, South Dakota. I've told a few people at my work about this trip, and the first word out of their mouths is always the same. "Why?"

Orshi, one of my best friends from high school and a former bridesmaid in our wedding, moved to Aberdeen to be with her fiancee who got a job as a journalist with a Night Ridder newspaper in this town in the middle of nowhere. A California girl at heart, I can't wait to start making fun of her when winter hits the plain states. But for now, I'm content to fly out and show a little support for the girl who moved almost two thousand miles away from home to be with her boy. She may be koo-koo enough to be a clock, but hopefully they'll be able to move to warmer climates soon enough.