Yeah, it was one heck of a night down at the Big Tent. Mom had three of those hard lemon things while I had about 5 beers and a Bacardi Silver. Needless to say, Mom drove home. Near closing time, I got my groove on, as only Rawson-Mustard can (note: I dance just as good sober as I do drunk). Be glad I can type coherently. I got to see several of my high school chums, so it was good. I probably won’t get to go later tonight, so I’m glad I got to go when I did. Now I must sleep, for it will be great for me.