there I was in the bar, lost in deep thought and contemplating the meaning of life, not to mention the contents of the Meatloaf Surprise the barkeep had just served up. Missed the fact that Superman had swooped in and drank my bottle of Johnny Walker Red. Always wondered how that bottle was emptied so quickly. 🙂
Seems I have been tormented many a year by folks swooping in on me. Some with capes, some with brooms, all with magical super powers. (grin)
Good to see you staying in touch with some of the old gang. Those days made for some good friends.