Well, I jumped in and bumped my head twice on my Ben Lomand/Los Gatos predictions. That tone you hear in your ear is Cathryn going down in flames. I guess I got the ratio of garlic to raw onions wrong on my sandwich. Or maybe my problem was drinking a beer with some character. Hmm.

At any rate, I was happy to get my tootsies wet. (Talk about a bunch of mixed metaphors! Phew.)

Petra, Roger and Lowell, there's a message for you guys way down at the bottom of this list.

Cathryn