...and now for something completely different.

Hello cyberamigos, the Wizard is back and browner than ever! I know, you English majors are going nuts seeing the use of my adjective in the previous sentence. No, it should not be more brown--if the blacks can get blacker then the browns can too! I am feeling a lot better after ingesting a load of antibiotics and decongestants. Special thanks to Bud for restoring my faith in health professionals. Not the king of beers, silly! Although, I can't wait to become refamiliarized with my fermented friend this weekend. My good buddy Roger will be the reason for the pending festival of mass consumption. He is finally getting married the following weekend, so as his friends, we have generously volunteered to celebrate this momentus occasion with a boating/camping excursion par excellence! I know J Robyn Pollman thinks it is ill-advised to blog about outings before they take place, but if anyone wants to meet up with fourteen inebriated, fun-loving, semi-outdoorsy types feel free to meet us at Watts Bar Reservoir. We'll be the ones having all the fun. I love my wife more than anything. See what happens when you walk away from the laptop to feed the dog. I do love my wife, although golf is a close second! Have a great night and if you are going on the trip this weekend, you better bring your drinking pants!