A toast for You all (yeah, even Wotan
since I'm feeling lofty) with a beer I'll sing to in sauna, in the words of Väinämöinen:"Since there's no one here to join me,
Join me, sing along with me,
Then alone I'll start my ballads
And begin my song recital.
Since I was born to be a singer,
Destined to make magic music,
I ask no neighbor for directions
And no text from any stranger."



congrats, man! Be good, take care!







Haha...my Blackhawks STINK!
