All directed at you, my friends.

Well, first the thanks to Sandman and Blendergirl for the fabulous time at Ribdependence. I have been breathlessly describing the overwhelming acreage of good eats that were proferred to all my friends at great length, or at least until they walk away.

And a big congrats to Blendergirl! You go! Go make me a drink, specifically.

And now to taunt those members of the collective who made some big talk about maybe attending one of the premier sporting events in the upper Midwes: the finale of the B-Squad season. It's coming up, boys. Time to put up or shut up. Or grow up. Or something. I forget. Anyway, 6:15 next Wednesday, same place, same guys, but - same outcome?