Great show Saturday. As I told Wendy, "The best concert, by far, that I saw that day."

If you all don't see me until November it is because I am constucting a big neon insect puppet of my own design, in my garage.

Now for today's story;
My cousin Greg called me this morning, saying, "God told me to call you. Every time I went to the restroom at the Cheese show, I kept seeing Buds of May flyers neatly folded and stuck above the facilities in the bathroom." Whether or not Greg actually saw the big G that night is his business, but I realized that being of similiar build, we were on the same beer cycle, only he was about 5 minutes behind me and my savvy water-closet marketing campaign last night.

Moral of story; Always keep an eye upward for airborne predators, (100,000 years of evolution has rinsed this important rule from our genetic memory,) but always keep an eye backwards for friends who can help you out along the way. A saber-toothed cat could be up there, and you may need a shove from the rear. Or at least a buddy who can run slower than you.

The POINT is: good to see you all last night.