Champagne and Cigars

You would think I'd learn, but Friday night turned into Saturday morning, and I stumbled through the door after 3a.m., with work only five hours away. It was great to see the Gster, Mallcy and Maffy again, and thankfully El Grande Queso went home at a sensible hour, thus avoiding the casino. We put the world to rights, and my campaign to get the Right Honourable Shouty elected to Parliament now has garnered a few more supporters. Normal service is resumed next week. If you get to a PC, we didn't win the lotto G-Spot, so unfortunately you will have to come home.