Et tu, Brutè? ;-)
(At least you won't assume I'm calling you a "brute" and snarl back at me!)
While In SF I shall make a special effort to sink a dram of the brown frothy stuff to celebrate past friendships (both the electronic and personal kind) and the eternal truth that "things will change."
Update: somehow this seemed to end up in the public forum rather than the private. So be it.
"... They ne'er cared for us
yet: suffer us to famish, and their store-houses
crammed with grain; make edicts for usury, to
support usurers; repeal daily any wholesome act
established against the rich, and provide more
piercing statutes daily, to chain up and restrain
the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and
there's all the love they bear us."
-- Shakespeare: Coriolanus, Act 1, scene 1