So...
Check it out...
A couple of hours ago, this was attached to the back of my head!
And I seem to be okay about it. Or maybe that's just shock.
Anyway, no time to talk--as of a week ago yesterday I hit the unseemly age of (cue: echo effect) 42, so I'm off to hook up with a pal, drown my sorrows in pints of Guiness and kick-off my mid-life crisis by oggling waitresses young enough to be my daughters.
Cheers!