Evening, folks. I used this brief intermission to turn the halftime shenanigans off and go get beer and hot dog buns.I think the only people left in my zip code are me, the missus, the cop parked in the school parking lot, and the Indian guy who runs the convenience store on the corner. Everyone else is in Atlanta tonight. Refreshingly quiet. Even the police scanner is silent.
Hey there, glad to hear all is quiet on the southern front. Crabcake here tonight, no football! You feeling better?
GOOD! That sounds really fine, Viking! :-D