Looky here.
I’m working from home today and so will be able to put elbows to table with the lot of you, if you so choose to dine communally, as is your wont. I want.
The readiness. The willingness. The ability. HAT TRICK.
Begin the debate to secure the 4 W’s. Who, what, where and walrus.
with all of you guys.
Get it?…
Get it?
Any new business? Dinner you say? That is indeed a curious notion.
Mejicano? Itialiano? Chingy-ying-yong?
I wish to again propose dinner at the Sports Forum, where everyone knows your name and the Sizzler steak special with salad and “potatoe” is about $10. Or will the impending snow result in everyone burrowing in again tonight?
I just wanted to say how nice it was to see you all recently, even if only for one somewhat overwhelming evening. Wizzybit—thank you so much for being the ultimate coordinator and hostess smack dab in the middle of the damned week! I wish we could have seen more of everyone, but the abbreviate time in-state and the demands of various families made it (still) more difficul
Food first.
Minutes later.
Anyone down with some Sooshee?
With all of this hoppin, do we need to select our venue carefully?… or just fuckin throw all fuckin caution to the fuckin wind?
I like the Tap Room. It tastes good there. It tastes like happy unicorns.
Other notions?
Imagine my surprise to find you all in my dreams the other night. It was odd, yet fun. The dreamscape formed telling the story of how Col.
The Dub-I-Dub family is rockin the Keystone state.
Anyone else feel like some repast and chat? I know I do.
