It looks like a good time was had by all at the Jawja Blogger Meet. I would have loved to have attended and brought back the days of the crazy, drunken philosophizing of my youth, but I couldn’t see myself explaining to my aunt where I was going.
“You’re going where to get drunk with who?”
It’s sad when a fortyish woman can’t face up to a little wigging out from the parental unit. :-)
