I'll bring and cook some ribeyes, with a tagalong bottle of good Irish whisky and a pile of premium cigars if I can hang out at your place for a few hours (not a bromance, just a statement).
I put up a ham radio antenna. My sister made some snide comment about how tacky it looked. It slipped out before I could catch it: "KMA".
I'm just at that crochety old fart point in my life.
/johnny