The King and his brethren are making final preparations for the voyage Eastward, to State College, Pennsylvania. Fine selections of meats have been smoked. Growlers of ale fully stocked. The RV is not lacking Oatmeal Creme Pies. The King anticipates another memorable weekend of respectful fellowship to commence in the RV lot this evening. And tomorrow night, we shall place our chalices and other provisions onto the tables, and march to big arena, where yet another valiant contest will commence. The King expects this contest to gain regard as yet another classic leather-bound volume in the great collection of battles to have transpired between these rivals. The home congregation will doubtless be thunderous in their applause, and The King's eardrums will ache, regardless of outcome. May the travels be safe, the ale be splendid, and the fellowship full. Cheers!