 I told my best friend Al Trevor of my plan. Good night. You're really going in? That's right, Al. Just as far from the solar system as I can get. But why, man? You've played 12-handed bridge with me, Al. You know what a dope I am at mass dancing. I'm a misfit. I want to get away. And it's not like in the days when the ships used the old Mickelson Drive.