Well, not quite - but my Memorial Day weekend. Started a little early on Thursday night, I met James at his house and we walked over to the Parlor in time for pizza before Hilary's show. Barely made it through Doe's set 'cause I was so tired. While there we met a 79 yr old WWII veteran who had fought in Okinawa. He had a huge grin on his face, pleased because he had gotten a bath the day before. His TWO female caregivers had bathed him, so he was pleased as punch. During a quiet moment, he turned to me and exclaimed, "I LIKE your SHIRT!" I was wearing my Morningwood beater that says "It's TITS!" on the front.