I’m just saying. I’m grateful. GB and I went over to the Squirrel’s tonight–he’s been having people over somewhat regularly on Thursdays, but we haven’t been over for one reason or another (last week it was because I was drinking with the lovely IB, which I’m not complaining about). Anyway. Tonight we went to the Squirrel’s early–early enough that we’re home already, and GB’s in bed, and I’m having a nightcap, as they say. But damn. That was just a lot of silly fun–me, GB, the Squirrel, Jason (*not his name*), Bad Idea, and the SoapStar. I can’t remember the last time I laughed that much. Or the last time I was in the middle of such a Paul Rodgers lovefest.

My friends rock. That’s all.