Happy New Year!

Of course it's not New Years, remember, our October Fest was in September. We're always close enough for government work.

The traditional toast...

We start at Sandy and Charlie's, all present except Beth Craig, Sue and Mike. Absent due to schedule conflicts. We missed them.

Disappointment and satisfaction...

We expect to spend an hour at the piano bar, but alas, our table is immediately available. The good news, so were the cocktails.

The banter begins...

All are speaking, except Joe, he listens.

More bantering....

Sherry and TJ engage across the table. Bill decides he'll listen like Joe.

To quote Artie Johnson....

Verrrry interesting!

Charlie rebuts...

"As I explained to the officer, I am not on the wrong side of the road. I have lost forward gear, and am going home in reverse." None of us will appear on his behalf.

To the bar...

Dan observes, "Great, here's the check and Perry and Miller have gone to the bar."

Who went to the bar?

Bill inquires, and immediately rises to leave the table.

The bar is crowded...

Harlots await our merry crew.

The toasted, propose a toast...

"Cheers!" says Charlie. "Wachadoin!" says Brian, "Fleets in!" says Bill. The ladies call 911.

Our boys line up...

The police photographer snaps the first shot. By the way, Brian is not standing that close to Charlie!

Our photogenic side...

We insist on the left profile. It's our best!

Are you remorseful?

We comment unanimously.

Let's go back to TJ's.

The rest of the Gourmet club decides to wait for us back at TJ's. Obviously a more friendly atmosphere.

Members in discussion...

Awaiting the return of the boys, Karen, Joe, Sherry and Dan discuss whether a letter of reprimand is necessary.

Let's lighten up...

Our free spirit Sherry, laughs at our dilemma, and leads all in accepting us back to the club.

A thought dawns on Brian...

"I think I'm going to have to buy Ruth more jewelry than I planned when we get to Aruba."