My co-blogger Marie Ève and the peerless Buckets graced my table last evening. A night of pure exhilaration and hilarity ensued. Gallons of wine and beer were sunk.
As I recall, Buckets and I ended up debating the Ontario HST until Morpheus claimed us around 2:00 am. Marie Ève had had the eminent good sense to depart by cab somewhat earlier.
I don't know why he's complaining today, though. He supplied a fair bit of the ol' medicine himself, after all. It's the afternoon after the night before and I'm still feeling fragile. His fault.