get it knocked off

Jeez! Where have we been, you ask? Well, the BIG CHEESE flew in from Greensboro Monday and treated the staff to a whirlwind spin cycle of restaurants and bars. It was like a kaleidoscope of fruit-flavored girl-drinks, short skirts and bad, Vegas-style craziness.
We learned a lot. Like, did you know there were catfish the size of mermaids in Tempe Town Lake? It's either that or catfish become mermaids after 17 shots of Patron Silver. Or did you know it's almost impossible to steal a small, single engine plane with a flat tire from the Sky Harbor runway next to the Left Seat Diner and even more difficult to tow one through a chain link fence and over the gravel abutment to the SR 202 East. Even with a driver in the plane! Steering. Or trying to.
Well, the BIG CHEESE is safely back in Greensboro, the Hoot Staffers are mostly recovered from the vestiges of advanced alcohol poisoning and I'm off to climb Mt. Everest with eight, Oompa-Loompa looking Sherpas I met at The Library Bar on Mill Avenue at ASU. Can you say green tea with yak butter? In Kathmandu?