As I am forced to listen to an online lecture about preventing fires in the operating room and how to properly clean your colonoscope (in any way relevant to me?), I will write about our vacation last month to Southern Colorado. I remember sitting on a big rock with Mika up a canyon in college looking at a "cool swoop" in the pattern in the rock wall and discussing, in the very profound way that you discuss things in college, the hope to find people to share life with who have the approximate same definition, or at least an unspoken understanding of the meaning of the word "cool" that we already knew to be true. When he is not leaving me for adventures in more exotic places of the world (not cool), then I'm lucky enough to be able to convey complex intricacies and details of a situation to Dan with the simple few words of "it was so cool!". I also know that I can still tell Mika and Mark, when we visit, that we need to have good tacos, a great hike, or the perfect camping spot, and not much more needs be said. Raise up your glass of Minute Maid orange juice to cool friends and cool places.