It's a birthday, Garret.

I have no well wishes to send you. Sorry. The last time I tried to do something nice for your birthday I got shit upon. I will not make that mistake twice. 31 isn't nearly as old as you think it is. Please pull your head out of the sand and grow up this year.

found my caucus

And it's right up the road. If Jennifer knows what's good for her, she won't be there -- she's closer to it than I am.

I think I can do 1pm on Saturday. Maybe I'll ask my neighbor to come with me.