There shines a light at the end of your tunnel.
I don’t even know what that light is but that is what we shall find out this weekend, together. Let’s see whose light turns out the brightest, shall we?
This is where you need to pretend to hear really resonating reverby evil laughter as if it were coming out of the walls and into your very berry soul. That’s my laughter. You better had make it good.
(In other words, I’m in. I’ll be using javascript in some form or fashion, that’s bout all I know so far in regards to tools.)