It's not the same as sweating bullets with your army buddies, it's not the same as knowing the deep secrets of your Masonic brothers - but goddem, if it isn't quite excellent in it's own way. I've been thinking for a while that my friends out here are so unreliable that I needed to make new friends. At least until closing night (and I certainly hope afterwards!) I've found just that.
Life is gooooood. Do I keep saying that? It's more true every time I do.
