You didn't eat the tater salad did you? That's been sitting in the sun all day.
I have a feeling this is going to be one of the "blue chip" gun sites soon - don't know what makes me say it, but see if I'm not right in a few months.
I've been on all of them for several years, but this'll be one of the first where I got in on the ground floor as it were.
For me, that funny feeling is like when you walk into a brand new church or school or restaurant while the paint is still wet and the carpet still makes your eyes water. It's empty and quiet and seems huge, but before you know it, it'll be noisy and crowded and full of energy. And there will be footprints on the carpet, crayon marks on the wall, and that weird smell in the corner that could be either last week's lunch special or Uncle Fred.
In other words, home.
Joe