Give that my Dance Card is pretty much* empty these days. I just may go for this, even though I'm a newbie blogger. I'll also have to get off the Bozo-puter and hit the reloading bench. I have a woefully inadequate amount of .45ACP loaded. But I've got 800+ sparklely brass cases in nice trays waiting though. Need bullets and primers. [Adds to the grocery list.]
I can stop for the night at my folks place in Indy both on the way there and back, that'll make the trip a little less onerous.
Been a long, long, long time; WildFun at Wildflecken in '89 maybe; since I flipped the switch on anything to Rock and Roll. I hope that I won't giggle like a school girl. But then again I just might.
*Still got to decide between No and Maintenance Chemo by the end of this month.