...to run with the Canadian Cynic crowd. You might get invited over to LuLu's, as I was last evening, for the best damned lasagna ever made. And drink wine till it hurts. And have non-stop, engaging, frequently humorous and always witty conversation with LuLu (who wore her famous boots) and the Cynic himself about the world we live in and the curious folk who inhabit it.
Light blogging today: it's the celebration of my stepdaughter's thirtieth, and I'm cooking for seven after cleaning the house. Maybe I'll pop in for a snarky comment or two, but that'll be pretty well it until tomorrow.