And a good time was had by all.

Well, that was a rollicking good time, what with a surprisingly large crowd for a Friday evening, the metal detectors at the door doing their job, hobnobbing with "Buckets," letting "Saskboy" buy me a beer, and possibly referring to Kate McMillan on occasion as a criminally deranged douchebag or something like that.

All in all, a resounding success. We must do it again sometime.

BY THE WAY, all the pants-pissing Blogging Tories who have constantly accused me of not having the guts to call them to their faces what I call them in this forum never showed up to put that accusation to the test. Go on ... act surprised.