ok ... now that I'm here, wherever here is, what happen next?

Oh, I can't wait to find out. I feel like Dorothy holding a white with black spots Toto starting at the beginning of the yellow brick road. My heater's on, Kris is smelling up the office quite nicely, my silver roots are blue instead of orange (YES!), and seizure-inducing Billy Joel is NOT on the radio. It's a great afternoon!!